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OLD  GRIZZLY  ADAMS  THE  BEABTAMEE] 

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BY    OB.    FUANK.    POUKL.L, 


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DR.    FRANK    FOWKJLI* 


1KWW  THE  mr^T,  VEJTT  THE  BEAR  AT  A  TERRIFIC  RATE,  AND  AFTER  HIM,  "WITH  GREAT 
CAME  GRIZZLY  ADAMS,_UNABLE  TO  STOP.  / 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams; 

THE  BEAR  TAMER; 

OR, 

"  The  Monarch  of  the  Mountains." 

Thrilling  Adventures  in  the  Life  of  the  Famous 

"Wild  Hermit  of  the  Bockies,"  and  "Gm- 

«ly  Bear  Tamer,"  as  he  was  known  from 

Montana,  to  Mexico,  and  whose  deeds 

•f  daring,  as  Indian  Trailer,  Savage 

Beast  Conqueror  and  Mountain 

Emulator,  would  fill  volumes. 

BY  DOCTOR  FRANK  POWELL, 

KNOWN  ON  T HE   BORDER   AS  "WHITE  BEAVER," 

"FANCY   FRANK,"  AND    "MEDICINE    CHIEF 

OF  THE  WINNEBAGOES." 


CHAPTER  I. 

THE   AUTHOR  MEETS  OLD   GRIZZLY. 

—  "  DID  yon  know  Old  Grizzly  Adams,  While 
Beaver?" 

The  quest  on  was  asked  me  one  night  as  a 
party  of  us  *  it  around  a  camp  tire  in  the  Big 
Horn  mount  J  ins. 

"Know  him?  Yes,  I  know  him  well,"  was 
my  reply,  and  I  added: 

"  I  owe  him  my  life,  as  be  too  owed  me  his, 
»nd  from  what  I  know  of  him,  1  am  safe  to 
•ay  that  no  more  daring  roan  and  strange 
character  ev^r  lived  on  Borderland." 

The  verj  question  and  answers,  kind 
reader,  suggest  that  I  should  tell  to  you,  as  I 
did  for  my  comrades  at  the  bivouac,  some  of 
the  wild  adventures  of  that  strange  being 
known  as  G  -izzly  Adams,  the  Monarch  of  the 
Mountains. 

At  the  time  I  first  met  him  I  was  a  dweller 
in  an  Indian  Tribe,  and  their  Medicine  Chief, 
which  gave  me  almost  unlimited  power  over 
my  red  associates,  although  I  was  a  very 
young  man. 

I  had  goiie  with  a  couple  of  Indian  com- 
panions, both  famous  hunters,  into  the  Rocky 
Mountains  on  a  hunt  for  grizzly  bears  and 
other  large  game. 

One  night,  as  we  were  encamped  in  a  deep 
canyon,  hugging  the  fire  close,  for  a  driving 
snow  storm  was  prevailing,  a  huge  grizzly 
threw  himse  f  suddenly  upon  us,  and  with  one 
blow  of  his  massive  paw  crushed  in  the  skull 

*Old  Grisz.y  Adams,  and  what  he  called  his 
"menagerie/1  were  secured  by  Barnum  as  an  at- 
traction; but  ;he  old  hunter's  health  was  failing  him 
from  the  numerous  wounds  he  had  received,  and  he 
died  in  Neporset,  Mass..  where  he  now  lies  buried, 
far  from  the  scenes  oi  his  wild  adventures.-THB 


of  one  of  the  warriors,  while,  before  tht 
could  escape  his  grip,  he  had  him  in  his 
embrace. 

I  was  sleeping  but  a  few  feet  awa 
barely  escaped  a  blow  made  at  me;  bu 
escape  it,  and  succeeded  in  grasping  n 
and  belt  of  arms,  and  I  emptied  ever, 
thirteen,  rapidly  into  the  body  of  the 
brute  ere  he  fell  dead. 

But  his  hug  had  crushed  the  bones 
second  warrior,  and  I  was  alone  in  the 
tains. 

Never  before  did  I  pass  such  a  dismf\l 
with  the  dead  bodies  of  my  comrade 
mangled  near  me,  the  wind  howling  t 
the  canyon,  and  feeling  utterly  alone. 

But  the  storm  blew  over,  and  with  tl 
rise  the  clouds  were  clear,  the  snow  ha 
blown  off  as  it  fell,  and  my  game  lay 
feet,  and  was  enough  to  be  proud  of, 
was  a  perfect  monster. 

1  cooked  my  humble  breakfast,  buri- 
red-skin  pards,  cut  the  skin  off  of  my  f 
and  went  on  my  way   with   the  four 
for  we  had  brought  along  an  animal  to 
back  the  skins. 

I  had  not  proceeded  far  before  I  h 
•hot,  followed  by  a  savage  growl. 

W  ho  was  it  that  could  be  there  in  thos 
mountains,  I  wondered? 

The  Indians  then  had  few  rifles,  or  fr 
of  any  description,  so  it  must  be  a  white  r 

Dismounting,  I  hitched  my  horses 
cautiously  on,  while  the  growls  continue! 
an  occasional  sound  like  a  human  voice. 

Fearing  that  some  one  was  in  dange 
ried  forward,  and  there,  in  a  little  val 
held  a  strange  sight. 

A  man  and  a  wild  beast  were  eng: 
deadly  encounter. 

The   former  was  clad  in  the  skii: 
beasts,  and  when  not  seeing  his  face, 
looked  human,  and  the  latter  was  a 
bear,  even  larger  than  the  one  I  had  sh 
night  before. 

The  bear  had  his  fore  legs  around  tl 
'  and   yet  the   latter  was  not  helpU 
|  drove  his  knife  again  and  again  into  the 
hairy  body,  and  the  ground  was  covered 
blood. 

In  vain  was  it  that  the  grizzly  i 
hind  claws  to  tear  the   bold  hunter,  for 
time  it  was  skillfully  avoided,  as  was  aL 
blows  with  the  massive  fore  feet. 

Yet    the   hunter    suffered    from    nui 
wounds,  and   was  in   a  deadly  embrac- 
must  ere  long  cru:?h  him,   unless  b 
thtusts  found  the  seat  of  life  of  h>s  brut 

Hastily  I  ran  down  into  the  valley,  a 
raising  my   rifle  to  get  a  shot  that  wot 
were,  when  a  deeper  and  harder  stroke    • 
the  knife  touched  the  monster's  heart,  ai 
man  and  beast  tell  together. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  ike  Bear  Tamer. 


There  was  a  twitching  of  the  muscles,  an 
angrv  roar,  and  the  grizzly  was  dead. 

But  across  his  hairy,  knife-torn  body  lay 
ihe  man,  and,  as  I  then  feared,  also  dead. 

Springing  forward  I  drew  him  away,  and 
found  that  he  had  become  unconscious  from 
loss  of  blood. 

He  was  fearfully  torn  with  the  sharp  claws, 
but  they  had  touched  no  vital  point,  and  his 
strength,  agility  and  presence  of  mind  had 
enabled  him  to  avoid  the  glittering  teeih  of 
the  monster,  so  that  I  had  hopes  of  saving 
his  life  whm  I  gazed  upon  his  iron  frame, 
which  I  knew  could  stand  much. 

Having  been  a  surgeon  in  the  army,  I  never 
went  without  my  case  of  instruments  and 
bandages,  even  though  living  as  wild  a  life 
as  an  Indian,  and  1  hastily  stopped  the  bleed- 
ing, sewed  up  the  wounds,  and  in  a  very 
short  while  the  hunter  opened  his  eyes, 

"  Waal,  you  isn't  a  b  ar,"  were'  his  first 
words. 

"No;  your  bear  lies  there,"  1  answered, 
pointing  to  the  grizzly 

He  glanced  indifferently  at  the  bear,  and 
said : 

"  Yas,  he  were  a  tough  customer,  an'  he'd 
V  got  me  ef  my  knife-blade  hadn't  "a'  been  a 
trifle  longer  then  his  claws. 

"  But  maybe  I  owes  ter  you  thet  I  hain't  a 
stiff  now?" 

"No,  you  killed  the  bear  with  your  last 
thrust;  but  you  would  have  bled  to  death 
had  I  not  have  come  along  by  accident." 

"  Pard,  it  wa'n  t  no  accidint,  but  blind 
Providince,  as  sent  yer  heur,  fer  it  tain't  writ 
down  yet  thet  Old  Grizzly  are  ter  die." 

"  But  the  old  grizzly  is  dead." 

"  I  doesn't  mean  him  but  me,  fer  I  are 
named  Old  Grizzly  Adams." 

I  started,  for  the  name  of  the  old  hunter 
all  on  the  border  had  heard,  and  I  knew  I 
stood  before  one  who  had  won  deservedly  a 
great  fame. 

"  Grizzly  Adams?"  I  asked,  in  surprise. 

"Yas;  don't  I  look  it?' 

He  certainly  did,  with  his  darkly-bronzed, 
weather-beaten  face,  grizzly  beard,  suit  of  the 
skins  of  wild  beasts,  moccasins  and  wolf  hat, 
winch  had  the  head  on  top  and  the  tail  hang- 
ing down  his  back,  and  which  had  not  been 
torn  off  in  his  deadly  struggle. 

fie  was  stainejl  with  blood,  his  face  scar- 
red, his  broad  breast  torn,  his  arms  cut,  and 
legs  with  huge  gashes  in  them, 

I  had  bathed  his  face  and  wounds,  bound 
them  up,  and  yet  he  looked  as  though  he  had 
been  through  a  thrashing-machine. 

That  he  suffered  greatly,  I  well  knew,  and 
yet  he  had  not  spoken  of  his  pain,  and  sat 
with  seeming  indifference  upon  the  ground, 
as  though  interested  In  knowing  what  I  was 
doimg  tEere  more  than  in  himself. 


"  Yes,  you  do  look  it,  and  I  am  glad  to 
have  served  so  famous  a  hunter  as  Old  Griz- 
zly Adams,"  I  replied. 

"Thankee,  pard;  now  I  has  interdooced 
myself  ter  you,  s'pose  yer  do  likewise." 

"  My  name  is  Powell,  and  I  am  at  present 
living  among  the  Indians,  and  known  as  their 
Medicine  Chief." 

"Yas,  I  lies  heera  o' yer;  in  ther  settle- 
mints  they  calls  yer  Fancy  Frank." 

"Yes." 

"  You  is  a  medicine  doctor?" 

"Yes." 

"  Waal,  yer  hev  done  me  up  prime,  an'  no 
mistake. 

"  What  is  yer  doin'  heur?" 

"I  was  hunting  for  grizzlies  and  other 
game." 

"  Has  you  found  any?" 

"  Yes;  I  killed  a  bear  last  night  nearly  as 
large  as  that  one." 

"  Is  yer  alone?" 

"Now  I  am;  but  I  had  two  Indian  com- 
panions, whom  the  bear  killed. 

"  Like  as  not;  Injuns  don't  know  how  ter 
tackle  grizzlies. 

"  Which  way  is  you  going?" 

"First  to  see  you  to  your  cabin,  for  my 
horses  are  near  and  you  are  badly  hurt." 

Grizzly  Adams  attempted  to  get  up,  and  at 
once  saw  the  truth  of  my  assertion,  and  said: 

"Durned  ef  I  hain't  nearly  did  fer,  an'  a 
leetle  mere  thet  old  b'ar  would  hev  made 
wolf-fodder  put  o'  my  carkiss. 

"  Pard,  I  is  obleegea  ter  yer,  an'  tho'  I  hes 
never  tuk  a  man  ter  my  cabing  afore,  I'm 
durned  ef  I  don't  ax  yer  ter  go,  an'  thar 
soj'urn  as  long  as  yer  wants  ter." 

I  got  the  horses,  and  aided  him  to  mount 
my  own  animal,  and  springing  upon  the 
back  of  one  of  the  Indians'  mustangs,  I 
rode  along  with  him,  but  not,  I  may  as  well 
add,  until  I  had  secured  the  fine  skin  of  the 
grizzly  he  had  slain. 

CHAPTER  II. 

GRIZZLY  ADAMS   AT   HOME. 

THE  home  of  Old  Grizzly  was  in  the  deep- 
est recesses  of  the  mountains,  and  where  evoii 
an  Indian  would  not  care  t«  go,  unless  lured 
there  by  hopes  of  a  scalp  or  big  game. 

The  way  was  tortuous  and  dangerous  rn 
the  extreme,  and  though  I  had  been  long 
accustomed  to  taking  daily  risks  on  life,  1 
shuddered  at  the  peril  presenting  itself,  for 
we  had  to  ride  around  a  cliff  on  the  moun' 
tain -side,  upon  a  rocky  shelf  barely  wid« 
enough  for  the  horse,  and  which  forced  us  to 
sit  sideways,  so  that 'the  animal  could  press 
hard  against  the  wall  to  keep  his  equilibrium. 

"  This  are  as  hard  ter  travel  as  the  road  ter 
Heaven, "said  Old  Grizzly,  who  led  the  way, 
and  speaking  back  to  me  over  bis  shoulder. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  ike  Sear  Earner. 


"  Ter  IP*  [  wounded  a  grizzly  an'  f  oller'd  him 
•long  heur,  when  I  come  ter  yonder  bend,  an' 
thar  I  s«e  below  me  a  leetle  valley  as  were  jist 
prime 

"  I  seen  in  it  running  streams,  green  trees, 
gra^s  thefc  were  like  ther  feather-beds  as  we 
hedi  in  tber  ole  house  at  home,  an'  says  I  tuet 
are  ther  place  for  me  ter  locate. 

"  An'  I  seen  also  thet  it  were  a  kind  o'  Gar- 
ding  o*  Eding,  fer  thar  were  b'ars,  wolves, 
deers  an'  a  panther  friskin'  about  thar,  an'  ther 
woods  were  jist  lively  with  birds. 

"  It  were  ther  home  o'  ther  grizzly  I  were 
arter,  an'  he  were  makin'  fer  it  ter  git  rein- 
forcemints,  so  I  quickens  my  gait,  comes  up 
with  him  jist  whar  he  struck  a  firmer  f  ou)  ida- 
tion  than  this  are,  an'  jist  follow'd  him  right 
inter  ther  Warding  of  Eding,  by  a  way  I'd 
V  found  it  hard  ter  diskiver  myself,  an'  it  are 
tber  only  way  out  an'  in,  onless  a  feller  hes 
wings. 

"  My  comin'  war  a  surprise  party  ter  ther 
varmints  thar,  an'  at  first  I  felt  I  bed  made  a 
mistake,  fer  ther  whole  gang  seemed  comin' 
arter  me;  but  I  lets  in  with  my  rifle  an'  pis- 
toils,  an'  they  dervided  an'  skipt  on  out  o'  ther 
leetie  valley,  all  savin'  several  I  bed  brought 


"Sin'  then  I  hes  lived  thar,  built  my  cabing, 
an'  with  ole  Balaam  an'  Calamity  I  are 
happy." 

"And  who  are  Balaam  and  Calamity?"  I 
askfd. 

"Balaam  are  my  mool;  yer  see  ther  Bible 
tells  o'  Balaam  an'  bis  jackass,  an'  as  I  didn't 
know  ther  name  o'  ther  animile,  I  jist  called 
my  mool  Ba  aam." 

"And  Calamity  ?» 

"  Oh,  he  are  a  onery  cuss  o'  a  dorg. 

"  I  bes  bed  many  a  dorg,  an'  I  allus  calls  'em 
all  Calamity." 

"  And  yot.  have  no  other  companions?" 

"  Who  saj-s  so?" 

"  No  one;  I  merely  asked  the  question." 

"Yes,  I  has  a  quantity  o'  others." 

"  I  had  heard  that  you  lived  all  alone." 

*  Yer  heerd  a  mistake,  pard,  fer  I  hes  a 
family." 

"  They  must  find  it  very  lonesome  living  in 
these  wilds,'  I  suggested. 

"  They  life  ?s  it,  fer  they  were  born  beur. 

"Thar,  dcas  yer  see  my  leetle  valley?" 

We  had  )  ounded  a  bend  of  the  cliff  as  he 
•poke,  and  a  quarter  of  a  mile  below  me  in  the 
very  depths  af  the  mountains  was  a  little  vale, 
like  an  oasi*  in  the  desert,  in  its  beauty,  for 
sheltered  up-  »n  all  sides,  the  foliage  of  the  trees 
had  not  bee  u  killed  by  the  cold  blasts  of  the 
coming  wint  sr. 

Back  agai  ist  the  rocks  was  a  stout  log  cabin, 
Just  visible  beneath  the  shelter  of  a  large  tree, 
a  mule  wag  feed'ng  on  the  side  of  a  small 
•tream,  a  do$  was  sunning  himself  in  front  of 


the  log  hut,  and  birds  were  visible  flitting 
about  in  the  trees. 

"Hain't  thet  a  home  pictur^  pard?"  as&ed 
Old  Grizzly,  with  a  smile  of  self-satisfaction 
upon  bis  broad  face. 

I  readily  acknowledged  that  it  was,  and 
added: 

"  But  I  don't  see  any  of  your  children." 

"  I  guess  not,"  he  said  dryly,  and  then 
added: 

"  Yer  shall  be  interdooced  ter  ther  family, 
pard,  an'  hev  a  welcome  from  aJl." 

Descending  the  steep  mountain  path,  after  a 
most  tortuous  trail,  we  came  to  a  fissure  in  a 
hill,  as  though  the  very  rocks  had  been  split  in 
twain. 

Through  this,  not  five  feet  in  width,  Old 
Grizzly  led  the  way,  and  I  following  with  the 
led  horses,  saw  suddenly  rise  before  him  a 
huge  grizzly  bear. 

Instantly  I  threw  my  rifle  forward,  but  the 
voice  of  the  old  hunter  checked  me: 

"Don't  shoot,  pard,  fer  he  are  my  friend." 

"  Friend?" 

"  Yas,  pard;  don't  yer  see  be  hev  got  a  chain 
round  his  neck,  an'  one  tied  ter  ther  rock?" 

It  was  true;  the  enormous  bear,  larger  tboe. 
the  one  who  had  so  nearly  ended  the  hunter's 
life  awhile  before,  was  secured  to  the  rocks  by 
a  stout  chain. 

"  I  hev  hod  him  since  he  war  a  cub,  an' 
tho'  I  kilt  his  daddy  an'  mammy  he  hes  no  hard 
feelin's  ag'in'  me. 

"  Down,  Sampson,  an'  let  us  go  by.w 

The  grizzly  gave  a  low  growl,  but  at  once 
obeyed,  and  dropping  upon  all  fours  retreated 
to  the  side  of  the  rock,  though  with  a  look  that 
indicated  a  desire  to  go  for  a  meal  off  of  me 

I  went  cautiously  by,  my  rifle  ready,  for  the 
chain  permitted  him  to  go  across  the  mouth  of 
the  ravine;  but  he  made  no  angry  demonstra- 
tion. 

"  Thet  are  Sampson,  my  gate-keeper,  atr>  he 
are  a  good  one  too. 

"Now,  pard,  I  feels  as  ef  I  were  voi  ^oin* 
ter  be  able  ter  skip  aroun'  fer  several  days,  so 
s'posin'  I  interdooces  yer  ter  my  family  now, 
thet  they  may  know  yer,  an'  111  hei  ter  git 
yer  ter  feed  'em. 

"I  are  wuss  tuckered  out  then  I  htd  idee  I 
were,  an'  I  hes  ter  ride  up  ter  my  menagerie, 
so  let  ther  horses  stay  thar  an'  git  acquainted 
with  Balaam,  while  I  interdooces  yer  ter  my 
farobly." 

|      He  rode  on,  and  I  followed  on  foot,  having 

been  eyed  by   Calamity,  a  tremendous,  ugly 

dog,  and  we  came  to  a  ravine  where  m  great 

surprise  awaited   me,  for  I  was  face  <x>  face 

i  with  the  "  family  "  of  Old  Grizzly  Adar*  & 

And  such  a  family. 

Chained  along  the  rocks  were  bears  o'  all  de- 
scriptions, from  the  gi  izzly  to  the  smai  Wack, 
and  over  a  score  in  number. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Then  there  were  wolves,  wildcats,  and  a 
panther,  or  mountain  lion. 

It  was  indeed  a  menagerie,  and  a  savage 
one. 

Walking  about  were  elks,  mountain  sheep 
and  a  lew  deer,  and  rabbits,  squirrels  and 
birds  were  also  visible,  and  all  perfectly  tame, 
though  the  coming  of  the  hunter,  or  the  sight 
af  me,  caused  a  general  commotion. 

<0Heur  are  my  fambly,  pard,  an'  yonder 
cabing  bes  grub  fer  'em  thet  will  last  weeks,  an' 
I  is  happy  in  buntin'  fer  game,  train! n'  my  ani- 
miles  an'  birds,  an'  enjoyin'  life  as  it  are  heur 
in  tber  Rockies. 

"  I  bed  a  good  mother,  pard,  and  she  teached 
me  tber  Bible,  an'  it  hev  sarved  me  well  fer 
names  fer  my  critters. 

"  Thet  big  grizzly  thar  are  named  Goliath, 
an1  ther  leetle  black  b'ar  are  David. 

;'  Yonder  wolf  I  cal  s  Moses,  t'other  one  are 
Joseph,  fer  tber  gang  treated  him  bad  one  day, 
which  guv  me  ther  name. 
**  Ther  pant'er  I  calls  Neb." 
"  That  for  Nebraska?"  I  suggested. 
"  Nary;    it  are  short  fer  Nebuchadnezzar, 
king  o'  ther  Jews,  an'  he  are  ther  king  o'  this 
lay-out,    fer  ther    grizzlies  take  a  back    seat 
when  be  curves  his  back. 

"  Thet  owl  thar  are  Solomon,  fer  he  do  look 
•o  durned  wise." 

Here  I  interrupted  the  old  hunter,  who  was 
growing  enthusiastic  over  his  pets,  when  I  saw 
that  he  could  hardly  sit  on  his  horse,  and  tell- 
ing him  he  must  at  once  take  to  his  bed  he  re- 
luctantly obeyed  me,  though  not  until  he  bad 
introduced  me  to  his  family  with: 

"  ISee  heur,  critters,  this  are  my  Medicine 
Pard,  an'  yer  needn't  put  on  no  style  afore 
hitM,  fer  he  knows  ther  character  o*  every 
turned  one  of  ye. 

"  I  hev  got  a  leetle  hurted,  an'  he  are  goin' 
ter  feed  yer  fer  a  leetle  time,  so  I  warns  yer 
HI  have  no  nonsense,  an'  yer  all  knows  me, 
from  you,  Goliath,  down  ter  Jepthtr's  darter," 
and  he  pointed  to  a  pretty  but  dangerous  look- 
ing wild-cat  as  bearing  the  last  appellation. 

Upon  trying  to  dismount  at  his  cabin,  Old 
Grizzly  found  he  was  unable,  and  I  had  to 
carry  him  into  the  house  and  place  him  upon 
his  bed  of  skins. 

I  made  him  as  comfortable  as  possible,  and 
then  re-dressed  his  wounds,  and  in  doing  so  saw 
that  be  was  seamed  with  scars  from  his  feet  to 
bis  head. 

These  be  had  received  in  his  many  hand-to- 
band   encounters   with   both  wild   beasts  and 
men,  and  yet  his  hardy  frame  had  withstood 
what  would  have  killed  almost  any  other  man. 
His  wounds  received  in  the  last   fight   he 
•eemed   to  think  little  of,  though  they  were 
most  painful,  and  several  of  them  dangerous. 
But  he  said  in  his  quiet  way: 
•'  fif  it  bed  been  sot  fer  me  ter  die,  pard,  Fd 


'a'  caved  right  thar,  an'  you  wVdnt  hev  dta- 
kivered  me. 

"Now,  as  it  are,  I  is  ter  git  *crumptiou§ 
ag'in  durned  soon. 

"  You  is  ther  doctor,  I  is  ther  sick  abed,  so 
make  yerself  ter  home." 

His  advice  I  took,  and  during  the  long  weeks 
that  followed  I  nursed  the  hardy  and  brave 
old  hunter  as  though  he  had  been  of  my  own 
kindred. 

And  it  was  during  that  time,  w*«i  tor 
months  a  dweller  with  him  in  his  cabin  in  the 
Rocky  Mountains,  surrounded  by  bis  savage 
pets,  that  came  to  know  me  well,  tt  at  I  beard 
from  his  own  lips  the  stories  of  bis  wild  tand 
perilous  adventures  1  now  relate,  and  which  I 
have  no  reason  to  doubt,  and  in  fact  many  of 
which  are  known  to  be  true  by  many  an  old 
hunter  and  trapper  on  the  far  frontier. 

CHAPTER  III. 

OLD   GRIZZLY  S  FIRST  FIGHT. 

THB  strange  old  Bear  Tamer  of  the  Rocky 
Mountains  had  gone  West  to  carry  out  an  idea 
he  had  formed,  when  a  young  man.  of  making 
a  fortune  out  of  a  menagerie  of  wild  animals, 
trained  to  perform  various  tricks,  and  as  docile 
to  their  master  as  a  horse,  though  savage  to 
all  else  who  came  near  them. 

He  had  gone  overland  with  a  train  bound  to 
the  gold  mines  of  California,  bent  on  this  one 
object  of  his  life,  and  his  comrades  had  been 
surprised  to  see  him  one  day  saddle  up  his 
horse,  get  his  two  pack  animals  ready,  call  big 
dog,  and  bid  them  farewell  in  the  very  heart 
of  the  mountains.  . 

They  had  urged  that  he  would  b,  killed  by 
Indians. 

"I  hes  but  one  time  ter  die,"  as  his  an* 
swer. 

"You'll  be  eaten  by  wild  beas  s,  Adams," 
said  some. 

"They'll  find  me  tough  eating,"  K»  replied. 

And  out  of  camp  he  went,  and  t  here  were 
many  who  believed  that  in  hunting  around  the 
spot  where  the  train  had  encamped  <or  several 
days  he  had  "  struck  it  rich,"  and  wished  to 
keep  his  gold  find  a  secret  to  himself. 

The  truth  was  that  he  had  conci«  upon  an 
Indian  chief  defending  himself  ag-inst  three 
warriors  of  another  tribe,  and  though  wound- 
ed, making  a  noble  fight  for  life. 

One  Indian  lay  dead  at  his  fetfc,  another 
mortally  wounded,  was  writhing  hi  agony,  * 
few  paces  away;  but  there  were  th  ?e  remain' 
ing,  and  these  he  was  boldly  facing,  tomahawfc 
in  hand,  while  he  stood  with  bis  back  to  * 
rock. 

Old  Grizzly  cared  not  for  the  mei  its  of  tha 
fight;  he  only  saw  three  against  trie,  and  hw 
bounded  forward  to  help  the  weaker  side. 

Never  before  had  he  raised  his  ha  id  against 
a  fellow  being,  and  be  bated  to  do  it  now$  but 


Old  GrUily  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


he  had  the  Yankee  lore  of  fair  play,  and  drop- 
ping one  of  the  red-skins  with  his  rifle,  he  shot 
another  with  his  pistol  and  sprung  upon  the 
third,  knife  m  hand. 

Adams  had  been  a  hunter  in  the  forests  of  the 
East  from  his  boy  hood,  and  he  had  become  inured 
to  hardship,  and  was  a  perfect  giant  in  strength, 
•o  he  had  no  fear  of  a  combat  band  to  hand 
with  the  Indian. 

Taken  by  surprise,  the  red-skin  was  so  non- 
plused that  the  white  hunter  had  him  in  his 
powerful  arms  before  he  could  resist,  and  the 
fight  lasted  but  an  instant,  and  Old  Grizzly 
arose  the  victor. 

There  crouched  the  chief  he  had  aided,  hav- 
ing dropped  to  the  ground  from  weakness 
through  loss  of  blood,  and  he  was  gazing  upon 
the  white  man  with  wonder,  and  yet  with  a 
certain  look  that  showed  he  expected  his  turn 
to  come  next,  for  he  could  not  believe  that  a 
pale-face  had  aided  him. 

His  hand  still  held  the  tomahawk,  yet  it 
would  have  been  a  light  blow  that  he  could 
have  struck  to  defend  himself. 

"  Waal,  old  Fuss  and-Feathers,  I  hev  helped 
yer  out  o'  a  leetle  diffikilty,"  said  the  hunter, 
turning  to  the  chief,  who  understood  and  spoke 
a  little  English. 

'*  Does  the  pale-face  say  he  is  the  friend  of 
O-kee-mul-gee?"  asked  the  chief,  in  a  faint  tone. 

"  I  allus  helps  ther  under  dorg  in  tber  fight, 
an'  you  were  thet  terrier,  so  I  are  your  friend, 
Injun  pard,"  was  the  answer. 

The  chief  tried  to  extend  his  hand  in  thanks, 
for,  though  not  fully  mastering  the  words  of 
the  hunter,  he  saw  that  he  was  friendly. 

But  he  was  unable  to  raise  his  hand,  and, 
teeing  it,  Old  Grizzly,  or  rather  Seneca  Adams,* 
as  he  was  then  called,  at  once  stepped  forward 
and  began  to  stanch  the  blood  that  was  flow- 
ing from  several  wounds  the  chief  had  re- 
ceived. 

In  broken  English  the  Indian  told  his  pale- 
face friend  that  he  was  the  young  chief  of  a 
great  tribe,  but  loved  an  Indian  maiden  in  an- 
other tribe,  and  which  was  hostile  to  his  own 
people. 

He  had  gone  to  steal  her  away  from  her  vil- 
lage when  her  lovers  had  discovered  him,  and, 
following  him,  had  attacked  him,  and  would 
kave  slain  him  but  for  his  timely  arrival  and 
aid. 

"  Yer  better  let  wimmins  alone,  Injun  pard, 
fer  I  see  they  is  allus  ther  same  ter  git  a  man 
inter  trouble. 

"  But  yer  hain't  badly  hurt,  ef  it  do  look  BO, 
•n'  I'll  soon  fix  yer,"  was  Adams's  reply. 

And  he  did  "fix  him,  "for  he  carried  the 
chief  to  his  village,  and  when  he  found  that 
these  mountains  abounded  in  game  of  all  kinds, 

*  From  having  spent  his  earlier  years  on  Seneca 
Lake,  and  bailing  from  therq,  he  was  first  called  by 
bJj  comrades  Seneca  Adams.— THE  AUTHOR. 


and  having  made  friends,  by  his  act,  of  the 
largest  and  most  dangerous  tribe  of  Indians  in 
that  part  of  the  couutry,  he  determined  to  re- 
main right  there  and  collect  his  menagerie. 

This  was,  then,  the  reason  for  his  leaving  the 
train,  and  once  adrift  upon  his  own  resources, 
Seneca  Adams  was  not  long  in  securing  a  safe 
camping-place  and  erecting  for  himself  a  stout 
and  comfortable  cabin,  with  his  horses  and 
dogs  his  sole  companions  to  share  his  solitary 
home.  ______ 

CHAPTER  IV. 

CATCHING  A  TABTAB. 

ONE  of  Old  Grizzly's  sporting  accomplish- 
ments was  in  throwing  a  lasso  with  great  skill, 
and  he  never  went  without  his  lariat,  any 
more  than  he  would  have  gone  without  his 
rifle  and  belt  of  arms. 

For  some  weeks  he  had  lived  in  his  cabin 
home  in  the  mountains,  spending  his  days  in 
hunting  for  game,  and  occasionally  visited  by 
the  chief  whose  life  he  had  saved,  and  who  had 
fully  recovered  from  his  wounds. 

He  had  killed  plenty  of  game,  and  had  cured 
the  flesh  for  future  use;  but  he  had  not  yet 
captured  anything  alive  with  which  to  start 
his  menagerie,  as  he  argued  there  was  no 
hurry,  and  it  was  best  to  get  fully  acquainted 
with  the  country  and  its  animals  before  he  en- 
tered upon  real  work. 

At  last  his  stockade  pen  was  finished,  in 
which  he  intended  to  put  his  captures,  and  it 
was  so  complete,  that  as  he  said: 

"It  w'u'd  hold  a  Injun,  sh'u'd  I  wish  ter 
capter  one  ter  take  along  as  a  raal  live  cur'os'ty, 
an'  like  as  not  I  will." 

All  being  in  readiness  at  head -quarters,  the 

Wild  Beast  Hunter  sallied  out  one  day  for  work. 

He  was  looking  for  half-crown  animals  to 

begin  with,  but  was  unsuccessful  in  his  search 

for  that  kind,  and  rather  gloomy  at  his  first 

day's  ill  luck  was  returning  home  when  he 

!  suddenly  came  upon  a  large  bear  seated  upon 

his  hind  quarters,  and  attentively  regarding  a 

deer  coming  up  the  hill  toward  him. 

Quick  as  thought  the  hunter  determined  to 

1  surprise  that  bear,  and  to  do  so,  he  took  the 

lasso  from  the  hook  on  his  belt,  tied  one  end 

of  it  around  a  tree  right  at  his  side,  and  whirl- 

i  ing  the  coil  around   his  head  several  times. 

threw  it. 

The  bear  was  surprised,  there  is  no  denying 
I  that  fact,  and   with  an  angry  snort  bounded 
away  down  the  hilL 

But  the  hunter  had  already  surprised  him- 
self, for  he  carried  two  lassoes  that  day,  one 
with  which  to  tie  his  game,  and  the  end  he 
had  fastened  around  the  tree  happened  to  be 
the  extra  one,  while  that  which  he  had  caught 
I  the  bear  with  was  securely  fastened  around  bit 
i  own  body. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Thus,  the  first  bound  of  the  terrified  bear 
jerked  the  hunter  off  of  his  feet,  and  caused 
him  to  yell  out: 

"Burned  ef  I  hain't  made  a  mistake  to  hitch 
on  ter  this  critter." 

He  had  indeed,  and  the  jerk  he  had  received 
caused  him  to  let  fall  his  rifle,  and  left  him 
with  his  pistols  alone  to  defend  himself,  as  he 
had  stuck  his  knife  in  the  tree. 

Down  the  hill  went  the  bear  at  a  terrific 
rate,  and  after  him,  with  great  bounds,  -came 
Adams,  unable  to  stop,  and  unable  to  free 
himself  from  the  lariat  without  his  knife. 

Going  after  the  bear  as  he  did  caused  that 
animal  greater  fright,  and  it  ran  the  faster,  in 
its  lumbering  yet  rapid  gallop,  and  urged  on 
by  the  curses  of  the  hunter,  who  swore  against 
all  wild  creation,  lariats,  "an'  b'ars  in  per- 
tickler." 

At  last  the  hunter  determined  to  risk  a 
shot  from  his  pistols,  for  he  said  to  himself, 
though  aloud: 

"  Thet  durned  b'ar  hev  got  steam  enough  up 
ter  run  a  hundred  miles,  an'  suthin'  hes  got  ter 
be  did  right  euddint." 

Watching  bis  chance  he  took  aim  as  well  as 
he  could  and  fired. 

The  bear  was  hit,  for  he  gave  an  angry 
growl  and  sprung  forward  the  faster. 

Again  he  fired,  and  this  time  the  bear  stum- 
bled, stopped  suddenly,  and  the  hunter  nearly 
dashed  over  him. 

But  he  checked  himself  in  time,  and  fired 
again  just  as  the  brute  reared  upon  his  hind 
legs  and  started  toward  him  with  a  furious 
roar. 

The  tables  had  been  suddenly  turned  upon 
Adams,  but  he  did  not  lose  his  presence  of 
mind,  and  again  fired,  the  shot  breaking  the 
bone  of  the  bear's  right  hind  leg  and  bringing 
him  to  the  ground. 

But  instantly,  on  three  feet  he  again  rushed 
upon  his  enemy,  who  sprung  backward,  trip- 
ped on  a  stone  and  fell. 

Still  the  hunter  kept  his  presence  of  mind, 
and  with  his  pistols  in  each  hand  opened 
rapidly  upon  the  savage  brute,  and  with  such 
deadly  aim  he  killed  him  just  as  his  glittering 
jaws  were  about  to  seize  him  in  a  crushing 
grip. 

"  Waal,  I  guesses  as  how  I'll  leave  that  rope 
fct  home  next  time,  fer  lassoin'  b'ars  hain't  fun- 
ny, I'll  sw'ar,"  muttered  the  hunter  as  he  rose 
to  his  feet  and  surveyed  his  game. 


CHAPTER  V. 

THE  ALLY  OF  AN  INDIAN. 

As  Old  Grizzly  was  seated  in  bis  cabin  one 
day,  rubbing  up  his  fire-arms,  ho  received 
a  signal,  through  a  loud  and  angry  roar,  from 
"  Sampson  "  the  old  grizzly  bear  sentinel,  that 
some  one  was  approaching. 


Going  out  he  espied  O-kee-mnl  gee,  th« 
young  chief  whom  he  had  so  well  ^erved^  and 
at  once  invited  him  to  the  cabin. 

"The  chief  don't  look  jist  happy  ter-day," 
said  the  old  hunter  in  an  inquiring  \vay. 

"  The  heart  of  O-kee-mul  gee  is  sad;  he  loves 
the  Bright  Eyes  of  the  Cheyenne*,  aad  his 
people  are  at  war  with  her  people,"  was  the 
disconsolate  reply  of  the  love-sick  Indian. 

4<  Yas,  it  did  look  as  tho'  thar  were  a  lee  tie 
war  atween  yer,  ther  day  I  seen  yer  fust ;  but 
what  does  yer  keer  a  durn  fer  ther  warriors  ef 
yer  loves  ther  gal? 

"Ther'  hain't  no  law  agW  lovin'  as  I  hes 
heerd  on,  an*  I  think  yer  oughter  sail  in  an'  git 
ther  gal." 

"That  is  what  O  kee  mul-gee's  heart  tells 
him." 

"  Then  why  in  condemnation  don't  yer  do 
it,  O  kee?" 

"  The  braves  of  the  Cheyennes  seek  the  scalp 
of  the  Ute  chief." 

"That  are  true,  an' you  w'u'dn't  tarn  up 
yer  nose  at  ther  scalp  o'  a  Cheyenne,  are  my 
opinion,  an'  has  them  at  I  helped  yei-  git  hang- 
in'  on  to  yer  belt  now. 

"But  ef  I  loved  a  gal  I'd  git  her,  providin' 
she  retarned  thet  love,  ef  her  pa  were  a  griz- 
zly an'  her  ma  were  a  pant'er." 

"The  Bright  Eyes  loves  O  kee-mul-gee  a* 
the  flowers  the  rain." 

"  Then  she  are  dead  stuck  on  yer,  Injun,  an* 
hev  it  bad :  so  why  in  tarnal  natur  don't  yer 
git  her?" 

"  Her  village  is  far  from  here." 

"Not  so  durned  far  but  that  yya.  kin  git 
thar  in  a  day  an'  night's  ride." 

"  My  people  wish  me  not  to  have  the  Bright 
Eyes  for  a  squaw." 

"Is  you  selectin'  squaws  ter  please  yer  peo- 
ple, or  yerself  ?" 

"  For  O- kee-mul-gee." 

"  Then  durn  ther  dif'rence. 

"Ther  gal  loves  yer,  you  say,  ai*  you  hes 
got  it  bad,  I  kin  see,  so  you  ougbr  r  hev  her, 
an'  I'll  be  ther  man  ter  help  yer  git  ier." 

The  chief  held  forth  his  hand  GO  the  old 
hunker,  and  that  settled  it  that  the  two  were 
allies  in  a  good  cause. 

Old  Grizzly  at  once  set  to  work  o  prepare 
for  his  trip,  gave  his  animals  all  a  ?ood  feed, 
called  to  Calamity  to  follow  him,  i  A  mount- 
ing his  best  horse  rode  out  of  the  valley ,  ac- 
companied by  the  Indian. 

The  location  of  the  Cheyenne  can  )  the  chief 
well  knew,  and  the  two  arrived  in  t  'jht  of  the 
village  fires  just  after  sunset. 

It  was  a  bright  moonlight  night,  md  on  the 
trail  leading  to  the  village  the  '.  idian  and 
white  man  lay  in  ambush,  having  concealed 
i  their  horses  some  distance  off. 

There  they  crouched  upon  the  ground,  plot- 
ting some  way  to  see  the  girl,  or  a  ptaa  It 


8 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


enter  the  village,  when  they  saw  a  form  ap- 
proaching. 

It  was  soon  discovered  to  be  an  Indian  of 
immense  stature,  and  with  a  chief's  head- 
dress on. 

"  It  is  the  Black  Cloud  of  theCheyennes," 
whispered  O-kee-mul-gee. 

"  Then  he  are  as  agreeable  ter  me  as  ther 
gal,  fer  I  hes  heard  hard  tales  regardin'  thet 
red  brute  ag'in'tLer  whites,"  replied  Grizzly, 
bringing  his  rifle  to  a  ready. 

But  the  chief  laid  his  grip  firmly  upon  the 
rifle,  and  said: 

•'  Don't  let  the  great  white  hunter  be  a  pap- 
poose;  the  village  of  his  people  lies  yonder." 

"I  hain't  no  durned  fool,  Injun;  but  I  are 
goin'  ter  be  ready  ter  keep  thet  Black  Cloud 
from  ever  presidin'  over  another  lodge  pow- 
wow, ef  I  loses  my  ha'r  an'  yourn  too. 

"  I'll  be  quiet  ontil  I  see  elf  he  can't  be  tuk 
another  way." 

The  chief  in  the  mean  time  had  halted 
near  a  small  waterfall,  which  came  bounding 
over  a  cliff,  and  in  the  moonlight  looked  like 
streams  of  gold,  silver  and  crimson. 

He  stood  back  in  the  shadow  of  a  tree,  as 
though  waiting  for  somebody,  and  like  a 
statue  of  bronze  he  remained. 

Presently  another  form  was  visible,  com- 
ing toward  the  waterfall,  and  the  moonlight 
showed  that  it  was  a  woman. 

"We  is  goin'  ter  see  two  lovers  make 
durned  fools  o'  themselves,"  muttered  Old 
Grizzly. 

"  It  is  the  Bright  Eyes,"  said  the  chief. 

"Then  yer  goose  are  cooked,  fer  she  has 
gone  back  on  you,  same  as  wimmins  will." 

"  The  pale-pace  speaks  crooked;  the  Bright 
Eyes  is  true." 

"  She  are  crooked,  or  she'd  never  cum  out 
heur  ter  meet  thet  Injun. 

"Let  ther  gal  go,  O  kee,  an'  we'll  take  ther 
Black  Cloud  in  out  o'ther  wet." 

The  chief  made  no  reply,  only  pressed  his 
hand  the  harder  upon  the  arm  of  Old  Griz- 
zly, to  restrain  him. 

CHAPTER  VI. 

A  FLIGHT    AND  A  FIGHT. 

"  SAY,  Injun,  you  kin  take  ther  gal  an'  I'll 
take  ther  Injun"  again  whispered  Old 
Grizzly,  now  determined  to  capture  the  chief, 
who  was  known  to  all  the  settlers,  miners 
and  f-^rts,  as  a  red-handed  murderer  of  the 
worst  kind,  and  so  wary  that  he  eluded  all 
efforts  to  capture  or  kill  him. 

In  the  mean  time  Bright  Eyes,  as  O-kee- 
mul-gee  said  the  maiden  was,  came  to  the 
fall  and  glanced  at  the  waters  for  an  Instant 
in  silence. 

Then  she  stepped  forward  and  bending 
her  head  let  the  spray  fall  upon  her  long 


"  Is  there  fire  in  the  brain  of  the  Bright 
Eyes, that  she  Jets  the  falling  waters  caress  It?" 

The  maiden  started  at  the  voice  of  Black 
Cloud,  whose  presence  she  had  not  suspected; 
but  turning  quickly  toward  him,  answered: 

"  Yes,  and  in  the  heart  of  the  Bright  Eyes 
too,  there  is  fire,  and  sorrow,  and  the  Medi- 
cine Chief  told  her  to  come  to  the  falling 
waters,  and  joy  would  again  fall  upon  her. 

"  She  has  obeyed  the  great  Medicine  Chief 
and  has  come,  to  find  here  the  Black  Cloud, 
whose  love  has  frozen  her  heart." 

"Ther  gal  ar'  squar',  Pard  O-kee,  SD  you 
are  prime  as  the  top  do?  in  ther  fight. 

"  Now  fer  biz,  as  I  looks  arter  ther  King 
Bee,  an'  you  take  ther  gaV 

As  he  spoke,  and  quick  as  movement  could 
be  made.  Old  Grizzly  threw  his  lariat. 

Over  the  head  of  the  Black  Cloud  it  fell, 
and  the  huge  Indian  was  jerked  to  the  ground 
with  a  force  that  was  almost  stunning. 

Ere  he  could  resist  the  hunter  was  upon 
him,  his  hands  tightening  the  coil  upon  hia 
throat,  until  resistance  was  wholly  useless. 

In  the  mean  time  the  Ute  chief  had  sprung 
to  the  aid  of  the  hunter,  until  he  saw  how 
readily  he  managed  the  Cheyenne,  and  then 
he  darted  after  Bright  Eyes,  who  had  bound- 
ed away  like  a  deer. 

Calling  her  by  name,  she  had  halted,  and 
after  a  few  earnest  words,  the  two  cs.me 
back  together  just  as  Old  Grizzly  had  secure- 
ly bound  the  Cheyenne,  and  was  trying  to 
force  a  gag  into  his  mouth. 

But,  with  the  pressure  upon  his  throat  re- 
lieved, Black  Cloud  burst  forth  in  one  long, 
loud,  ringing  war-whoop,  that  was  heard  in 
every  part  of  the  village. 

Several  times  the  sledge-hammer-like  fist 
of  the  hunter  fe1!  upon  the  face  and  head  of 
the  Indian,  throwing  him,  and  then  raising* 
him  in  his  arras,  as  though  he  had  be<;a  a 
child,  Old  Grizzly  bounded  away,  crying: 

"  Come,  O-kee,  you  an'  thes  gal,  ef  sho  in- 
tends ter  slope  with  yer. " 

They  needed  no  second  invitation,  for  an- 
swering war-cries  came  from  the  village,  and 
at  great  speed  they  fled  through  the  forest, 
to  the  spot  where  the  Indian  and  hunter  had 
left  their  horses,  one  having  been  brought  for 
Bright  Eyes. 

"Here,  Injuns,  we'll  strap  ther  Cheyenne 
onto  my  animile." 

"And  the  pale-face  hunter?"  generously 
asked  the  Indian. 

"  Don't  yer  mind  me,  fer  I  were  born  able 
ter  take  car'  o'  myself;  you  take  ther  gal  an' 
ther  Cheyenne  an'  light  out,  an'  don't  lose  no 
time,  an'  I  will  come  on  foot." 

"  O-kee-mul-gee  is  no  snake-heart,  to  leave 
his  white  brother." 

"Injun,  ef  yer  don't  stop  chinnin',  I'm 
durned  ef  I  don't  knock  yer  ia  iher  head,straj> 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


yer  on  that  animile,  an*  send  ther  gal  off  ter 
take  keer  o'  yer. 

"  Git,  fer  them  condemned  Injuns  is  raisin* 
chained  lightnin'  yonder,  an'  you  bed  better 
travel  fast,  or  they  might  be  fingerin'  yer 
scalp  afore  mornin'. 

"  Now  here  ig  my  animile  ready  with  his 
load,  so  git." 

As  he  spoke  the  hunter  handed  the  rein  to 
the  chief,  and  Bright  Eyes  having  already 
sprung  upon  her  horse,  the  two  set  off,  leading 
Old  Grizzly's  horse,  with  the  captive  securely 
bound  upon  his  back. 

"  Go  straight  fer  yer  village,  an'  Til  be 
along  afore  Christmas,"  shouted  the  hunter, 
.und  he  looked  at  his  arms,  shook  himself  to- 
gether, and  turned  to  run  for  the  nearest 
she  ter  in  the  hills,  when  he  came  full  up 
aga  «f»t  an  Indian  warrior,  who  was  creeping 
apoo  him. 

1  hough  taken  by  surprise,  Old  Grizzly  did 
not  lose  his  presence  of  mind  in  the  slightest 
degree,  but  caught  the  uplifted  hand  that  held 
the  knife,  and  clinching  with  the  red-skin,  a 
sav  ige  fight  at  once  began. 

Urizzly  Adams  well  knew  that  he  had  no 
tin  e  to  lose  in  a  hand-to-hand  fight,  for  the 
Indians  could  now  be  heard  at  the  water-fall, 
and  their  voices  told  that  there  were  many  of 
them. 

His  adversary  was  a  strong  young  Indian, 
but  no  match  for  the  hunter,  and  within  half 
a  minute  the  fight  ended,  by  a  knife  being 
buried  in  the  heart  of  the  red-skin. 

"I'll  borrer  yer  skulp,  Injun,  ef  yer  cause 
<ne  ter  lose  mine,"  said  Old  Grizzly,  and  he 
tore  the  scalp-lock  from  the  warrior's  head, 
seized  his  rifle,  and  again  started  to  leave. 

But  just  then  three  red-skins  bounded  over 
the  ridge,  not  a  hundred  feet  away,  and  stood 
in  <;he  full  light  of  the  moon. 

"  Guess  I'll  1'arn  'em  a  Sunday  schule  lesson 
ter  do  ter  my  Injun  neighbors  as  they  w'u'd  do 
ter  me,"  muttered  Old  Grizzly,  and  throwing 
hia  rifle  forward  he  fired  just  as  it  reached  a 
let  el. 

With  a  ringing  death-cry  the  center  warrior 
sunk  in  hia  tracks,  while  the  other  two  quickly 
bounded  to  cover  beyond  the  ridge. 

As  Old  Grizzly  had  calculated,  this  taught 
them  caution,  and  gave  him  a  chance  to  de- 
caup,  which  he  did  with  the  speed  of  a  deer. 

"They'll  think  it  are  a  whole  tribe,  an'  not 
on«  man,  an'  they'll  go  durned  slow  ontil  day- 
break, an'  ef  my  leg-tackle  holds  out,  I'll  be  a 
long  way  off  then. 

"Jerushal  but  I  are  gittin' ter  be  a  prime 
Inj\m-fighter." 

£ lo  saying  Old  Grizzly  stopped  for  a  short 
*est,  having  run  a  long  distance. 

But  he  soon  resumed  his  flight  again, 
keeping  up  a  rapid  and  steady  walk  until 
when  to  his  delight  bo  4escrie4 


mul-gee  the  Cheyenne  not  far  ahead  of  him, 
they  having  had  to  make  a  detour  of  a  moun- 
tain which  the  horses  could  not  cross. 

Old  Grizzly  hailed  them  with  delight  and 
they  continued  their  flight  toward  the  Chey- 
enne village,  O-kee-mul-gee  making  the  hunter 
ride  his  horse. 


CHAPTER  VIT. 

OLD  GRIZZLY'S  INJUN  TRAP. 

WITH  the  dawn  of  day  the  Cheyennes  had 
assembled  ready  for  red  work,  for  they  had 
been  fearful  of  moving  by  night,  not  knowing 
but  that  a  lurking  foe  was  ready  to  throw 
themselves  upon  their  village,  as  soon  as  ita 
warriors  had  gone. 

Discovering  the  trails  left  by  the  two  daring 
men,  who  bad  kidnapped,  though  with  her 
consent,  the  Bright  Eyes,  they  at  once  knew, 
when  the  maiden's  tracks  were  seen  at  the 
water-fall,  and  her  absence  made  known,  that 
they  had  to  look  for  her  in  the  village  of  the 
Utes. 

As  the  wife  of  the  Ute  chief,  O  kee-mul  gee, 
or  Dealh-on-the-trail,  as  was  his  Indian  name 
interpreted,  the  young  Cheyenne  braves  no 
longer  cared  for  the  lovely  Bright  Eyes  they 
had  tried  so  hard  to  win;  but  they  longed  to 
visit  upon  her  and  their  hated  foe  a  fearful 
vengeance. 

They  had  believed  that  he  had,  single-handed, 
killed  the  warriors  that  had  pursued  him  on  hi* 
former  attempt  to  steal  the  Bright  Eyes,  and 
they  were  most  anxious  to  capture  so  great  a 
chief. 

When  the  trails  told  the  facts  of  the  case,  for 
the  Indians  read  them  as  we  would  an  open 
book,  they  were  enraged  with  themselves  to 
think  that  two  warriors,  as  they  believed  the 
Ute  and  Old  Grizzly  to  be,  had  come  to  their 
very  village  and  captured  their  chief  and  the 
beauty  of  their  tribe. 

The  trails  also  showed  them  that  the  three 
horses  had  gone  one  way,  and  a  moccasined 
foot  another,  and  both  of  them  were  followed. 

Under  the  next  ranking  chief  after  Black 
Cloud  the  Cheyennes  hotly  pursued  the  trails, 
which  neither  the  Ute  or  Old  Grizzly  bad 
attempted  to  conceal,  and  arriving  at  the  point 
where  the  hunter  joined  the  chief,  with  Bright 
Eyes  and  his  captive,  the  two  bands  met,  and 
pressed  on  toward  the  Ute  village. 

Whether  it  was  his  bringing  in  Black  Cloud 
as  a  prisoner,  or  the  story  he  told  of  the  Bright 
Eyes  having  saved  his  life  a  year  before  when 
he  was  a  captive  to  the  Cheyennes,  or  the 
leant v  of  tho  Indian  girl,  I  do  not  know;  but 
certain  it  is  that  O-kee-mul  gee  carried  the  day, 
was  greeted  with  pleasure,  and  the  maiden 
received  a  warm  welcome  into  the  Ute  village. 

Torn   tlie  warriors  assembled  to  meet  the 
't  ties,    and   under    the  advioe  <rf   Old 


10 


Old  Grizzly  Adr.ms,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Grizzly,   instead  of  waiting  to  be  attacked, 

sallbd  forth  to  meet  the  foe. 

Selecting  a  canyon  five  miles  from  the  Ute 
village,  Old  Grizzly  said  that  there  was  the 
place  to  ambush  the  Cheyennes,  and  in  less 
time  than  a  military  company  could  have  gone 
through  the  manual  of  arms,  four  hundred  Ute 
warriors  were  lying  in  wait  for  tlieir  enemies. 

It  was  just  sunset  of  the  second  day  after 
the  flight  that  the  Cheyennes  walked  into  the 
trap  set  for  them,  and  then  commenced  a  most 
sanguinary  battle,  which  ended  in  the  hasty 
flight  of  the  Cheyennes  and  the  secuiing  of 
many  scalps  by  the  Utes. 

All  through  the  fight  Old  Grizzly  had  done 
splendid  work  for  his  red  allies,  and  gained  for 
himself  the  Indian  name  White  Death,  for  at 
every  flash  of  his  rifle  and  pistols  a  Cheyenne 
had  bitten  the  dust. 

"  Thet  are  my  first  great  battle,  Injun  pards, 
an'  it  are  suthin'  ter  remember  up  ter  Jedge- 
mint,  ef  I  are  livin'  then,  an'  I  s'pose  fightin* 
are  correct,  fer  ther's  fightin'  in  Ther  Book 
clean  through  from  Genesis  to  Deuteronomy, 
ef  my  pious  larnin'  are  good. 

"  But  yer  kin  gather  in  ther  skulps,  an'  Til 
skip  back  ter  my  den  an'  feed  tber  b'ars  an' 
other  animiles  'fore  thar  is  ther  devil  ter  pay 
thar. 

"  O  kee,  I  may  drop  in  at  yer  weddin'  in  a 
day  or  two,  fer  I  s'pose  yer'il  hev  one,"  and 
with  a  wave  of  his  hand  Old  Grizzly  shouldered 
his  rifle  and  started  for  his  own  ranch,  leaving 
the  Utes  rejoicing  in  the  canyon,  where  he 
had  laid  so  successful  an  ambuscade,  and  which 
to  this  day  is  known  as  Old  Grizzly's  Injun 

Trap  Canyon.  

CHAPTER  VIIL 

BEFRIENDING     A     FOE. 

RETURNING  to  his  ranch  Old  Grizzly  found 
his  menagerie  all  right,  though  very  hungry, 
and  in  fact  so  exceedingly  ravenous^that  they 
lookad  at  him  with  longing  eye,  as  though 
anxious  to  test  the  quality  of  his  flesh. 

The  hunter  recognized  this  in  their  actions 
and  looks,  and  growled  forth: 

"  Yer  needn't  sot  eyes  on  me,  critters,  fer 
/er'd  find  me  tough  chawin';  keep  still  an'  I'll 
give  yer  suthin'  ter  soothe  yer  troubled  souls; 
ef  yer  don't  keep  still,  I'll  give  yer  a  lickin' 
thet  wi  1  stretch  yer  hides  an'  make  yer  grow." 

One  by  one  the  hunter  then  fed  his  savage 
pets,  from  bis  meat  store-room,  which  he 
always  kept  well  filled,  and  then  sought  the 
rest  he  so  much  needed. 

The  next  day  he  started  on  a  visit  to  the 
(Jte  village. 

"  Ter  be  boss  mourner  at  ther  weddin',  fer 
them  durned  Injuns  can't  git  along  'ithout  me 
nohow, •"'  as  he  e>  pressed  it. 

Arriving  in  sight  of  the  village  be  did  not 


take  long  to  discover  that  something  of  an  un- 
usual nature  was  progressing. 

Drawing  nearer  to  the  lines  of  tepees,  that 
composed  the  Indian  town,  he  saw  the  entire 
population  gathered  upon  the  open  meadow, 
and  engaged  in  some  performance  that  certain- 
ly had  great  attractions  for  the  Utes,  what- 
ever it  might  have  for  the  other  participants. 

"  Them  durned  Injuns  is  makin'  it  lively  fer 
ther  captives,"  muttered  Old  Grizzly,  as  he 
walked  forward  and  joined  the  head  chief,  re- 
turning the  grunts  of  welcome  he  received 
from  all,  by  a  constant  nodding  of  his  head. 

O-kee-mul  gee  greeted  him  in  a  most  frieudly 
way,  and  at  a  glance  Old  Grizzly  saw  the 
cause  of  the  commotion. 

Tied  to  a  tree  were  two  forms,  and  arou&d 
their  feet,  as  high  up  as  their  knees,  were 
piled  fagots  all  ready  to  set  on  fire. 

One  was  the  Cheyenne  chief,  Black  Cloud, 
calm,  defiant,  and  bleeding  from  several 
wounds  he  bad  received. 

The  other  was  an  Indian  youth  of  sixteen, 
with  a  fearless,  handsome  face,  and  whose  ap- 
pearance indicated  that  he  was  neither  Chey- 
enne or  Ute. 

He  was  not  wounded,  yet  it  was  evident 
that  he  was  to  suffer  the  fearful  fate  of  being 
burnt  to  death  at  the  stake. 

In  a  few  words  Old  Grizzly,  was  told  that 
Black  Cloud  had  proven  himsehf  a  great  chief, 
for  he  cad  not  only,  in  the  trials  of  courage 
and  strength,  defeated  the  three  Ute  warriors 
pitted  against  him,  but  had  successfully  run  the 
gantlt<t  of  fire  against  fearful  odds,  thereby 
winning  his  freedom  by  Indian  law. 

But  so  great  was  the  hatred  of  the  Utes  for 
Black  Cloud,  and  their  fear  of  him,  they  had 
determined  not  to  let  him  go  free,  but  to  burn 
him  at  the  stake,  and  thus  end  their  enemy 
forever. 

"  Yer  say  he  hev  bed  a  tussle  with  ther 
warriors?"  asked  the  hunter  seriously. 

"  Yes,"  was  the  reply  of  the  chief, 

"  How  many?" 

"  Three." 

"An' licked 'em?" 

The  chief  nodded. 

"  Then  he  run  the  death  gantletf 

Again  a  nod. 

"Yer  promise  Injuns  the'r  lives  ef  they 
makes  thet  dangersome  trip  don't  yer?" 

"  The  hunter  speaks  straight." 

"I  knows  thet,  but  you  is  actin'  dog-goned 
crooked." 

"  How?"  uttered  more  as  an  ejaculation  than 
as  a  question. 

"  I  sees  ther  Cheyenne  tied  to  ther  tree  ter 
burn,  an'  yer  has  broke  yer  word  ter  him." 

"The  Death-on-the  trail  would  spare  him; 
but  my  young  warriors  will  not  1/rten,"  said 
the  Ute  chief. 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


It 


"  No  use  o'  beta'  a  chief  onless  yer  is  a  whole 
chief  clean  through,  says  I." 

"  The  young  braves'  voices  are  loud." 

"Yas,  too  durned  loud;  but  barkin'  dorgs 
Ion'  bite,  I  hes  heerd,  an'  I'll  jist  give  'em  a 
ihance  to  tackle  me." 

"  What  would  my   pale-face  brother  do?"  , 
Asked  the  Ute  chief  in  alarm. 

"  I  has  a  way  o'  actin'  better  than  I  talks,  i 
an'  I'll  show  yer." 

So  saying  Old  Grizzly  stepped  up  to  the  tree 
and  fearlessly  severed  the  bonds  of  Black 
Cloud. 

The  Cheyenne  gazed  with  amazement  upon 
him,  and  the  Ute  warriors  uttered  a  howl  of 
commingled  surprise  and  rage. 

But,   nothing   daunted,   Old    Grizzly   faced 
them,  and  speaking  to  an  Indian  who  spoke  i 
English  well,  said  in  his  quaint  way: 

"  Jist  interpret  ter  them  red-skin  braves  thet  i 
that  thar  priz'ner  are  my  meat. 

"  I  tu,k  him  in  out  o'  ther  wet,  an'  guv  him 
to  ther  chief ;  but  I  hes  1'arnt  how  ter  be  a  In-  j 
jun-giver,  an'  as  them  dog-goned  warriors  hes 
broke  faith  with  him,  arter  he  hes  proved  him- 
self ther  boss  o'  'em  all,  I  says  they  hain't 
a-goin'  ter  harm  him." 

The  words  of  the  daring  white  warrior  were 
received  with  anger  and  excitement,  which 
was  but  slightly  allayed  when  the  chief  sided 
with  him. 

They  were  determined  to  wring  from  the 
great  Cheyenne  chief  a  cry  of  pain,  or  fright, 
end  would  not  readily  give  up  the,  to  them, 
delightful  spectacle  of  the  brave,  but  cruel, 
Black  Cloud  being  burned  at  the  stake. 

"  I  hes  spoke,  an  ef  I  lose  my  ha'r  I'll  be 
heur  ter  back  up  my  words,  fer  yer  hain't  no 
braves,  ef  yer  goes  back  on  yer  words  like 
thet. 

"  Ther  Cheyenne   are  mine,  an'  ef  I  bed  n't 
showed  yer  a  leetle  trick  in  ther  canyon,  yer'd 
be  a-humpin'  it  over  ther  mount'ins  now,  with  ! 
some  o'  ye  left  ahind,  an'  yer  village  in  ther 
ban's  o'  ther  Cheyennes. 

"So  I  says  ther  Black  Cloud  shall  hev  a 
show." 

The  Cheyenne  chief  spoke  the  Ute  tongue, 
having  learned  it  when  for  a  long  time  a  cap- 
tive among  them  when  a  boy,  and  he  under- 
stood well  all  that  was  said  by  the  interpreter, 
and  gazed  upon  Old  Grizzly  with  admiration 
*Dd  thankfulness. 

The  Utes,  however,  still  shook  their  heads, 
and  Old  Grizzly  went  on: 

"I'll  tell  yer  what  ter  do,  fer  thar  are  boun1 
ter  be  a  compromise  heur. 

"Jist  give  thet  chief  his  weepins,  let  him 
leave  ther  village,  an'  when  ther  sun  makes 
ther  shadow  o'  this  tree  tech  yonder  rock,  every 
durned  one  o'  yer  young  warriors  as  wants  ter 
win  a  great  name  jist  go  in  persuit. 

"What  does  yer  say,  Injuns?" 


Some,  the  greater  number  Indeed,  favored 
the  old  hunter,  on  whose  side  they  knew  their 
chief  to  be;  hut  there  was  one  ugly  chief  that 
refused,  and  said  Black  Cloud  must  burn  at  the 
stake. 

"Look  heur,  yer  ugly  old  varmint,  as  yer 
wants  a  circus  so  much,  durned  ef  I  don't  give 
yer  one. 

"  They  calls  you  a  terrer  in  this  heur  vil- 
lage, an'  durned  ef  I  don't  believe  you  is,  fer 
yer  looks  it,  an'  wuss,  too. 

"But  I'll  fight  yer  fer  yer  opinion  right 
heur." 

Blue  Snake,  the  warrior  so  suddenly  chal- 
lenged, scowled  savagely  at  Old  Grizzly  and 
replied  that  he  would  fight  the  Cheyenne,  or 
the  white  hunter,  either. 

"  No,  ther  Cheyenne  hain't  happy  arter  ther 
fun  he  hev  hed  already,  an'  he  hain't  ekal  ter 
you  jist  now;  but  I'll  tackle  yer,  jist  ter  give 
ther  red  sports  heur  a  circus,  so  sail  in,  an'  ef  I 
brings  yer  ter  grass  yer  hev  ter  shut  up. " 

Blue  Snake  seemed  to  wish  to  fight  with 
tomahawks  or  knives,  but  Old  Grizzly  said: 

"  No,  this  hev  got  ter  be  a  rastle,  or  knock 
dowr.,  fer  ef  we  uses  weepins  I'll  kill  yer,  an' 
thet  w'u'd  bring  bad  blood  atween  your  f  ambly 
an'  mine. 

"No,  fight  me  squar'  stan'-up,  an'  then  shet 
up,  ef  yer  is  licked,  an'  it  are  my  opinion  yer 
will  be." 

This  novel  challenge  seemed  to  change  the 
current  of  thought,  and  all  wanted  to  see  the 
fight,  and  as  Blue  Snake  was  generally  hated, 
hoped  he  would  get  whipped,  while,  if  it  must 
end  by  the  escape  of  the  Cheyenne,  if  Old  Griz- 
zly was  defeated,  they  hoped  the  latter  would 
get  the  worst  of  it. 

Thus  they  balanced  between  two  opinions. 

"If  the  Blue  Snake  conquers  the  White 
Death  the  Cheyenne  must  die?"  that  wily  chief 
asked  through  the  interpreter. 

"  Yas,  I  are  agreed,"  was  the  indifferent  re- 
ply of  Old  Grizzly,  and  he  stripped  for  the  en- 
counter, placing  his  arms  in  the  care  of  Death- 
on  the- trail,  while  he  muttered: 

"  All  Injuns  is  honest,  but  then  they  ia  so 
durned  much  alike  as  two  peas,  thet  it  are  hard 
ter  pick  out  ther  thief,  ef  any  aritcMe  are 
missin',  an'  my  weepins  hain't  ter  be  took  off, 
pard  Injun,  or  thar  will  be  a  yarthquake  in 
this  heur  camp-meetin'  o'  red-skins." 


CHAPTER  {X. 

THE  FIGHT. 

"  HETJB  \*  i  is,  red-skins,  so  pay 
an'  take  yer  ch'ice. 

"  Tl  is  are  my  cirkiss,  an'  I  are  ready  ter 
tackle  ther  Blue  Snake  fer  ther  eddification  o' 
yer  all.  big  air*  leetle,  ole  an'  young,  squaw  a»* 
pap}  v<so,  he,  she  or 


Old  Grizzly  Adams*  the  Bear  Tamer. 


S'ich  was  Old  Grizzly's  announcement  of 
his  readiness  for  the  fray  \vith  the  Blue 
Snake,  as  that  cunning  warrior  came  from 
his  tepee  stripped  to  his  leggings,  and  with 
his  body  greased  for  the  fight. 

He  \vas  a  most  muscular  specimen  of  hu- 
manity, as  he  stood  waiting  for  the  fight,  and 
those  who  knew  his  great  strength  and 
agility  already  settled  the  affair  in  his  favor. 

But  there  were  two  present  wTho  had  some 
doubts  of  Blae  Snake's  ability  to  conquer  Old 
Grizzly,  and  these  men  were  the  Ute  chief 
and  the  Cheyenne,  Black  Cloud. 

The  former  had  seen  him  handle  the  Chey- 
enne, and  the  latter  had  felt  how  easily  he 
had  been  handled  by  the  white  hunter. 

Grizzly  Adams  was  not  a  man  of  gigantic 
stature,  yet  his  bones  were  like  iron  and  his 
muscles  were  as  hard  as  leather,  while 
his  movements  were  as  quick  as  a  flash, 
and  his  hand  had  the  untiring  grip  of  a  bull* 
dog. 

He  was  in  moccasins^  leggings  and  hunting- 
shirt,  and  had  wisely  thrown  aside  his  wolf 
hat  and  coat,  which,  in  imitation  of  Joseph's 
coat  of  many  colors,  he  had  made  of  many 
skins,  for  it  included  a  part  of  the  hide  of 
every  animal  with  fur  that  he  had  killed. 

"I  am  ready,  Blue  Snake,  an'  ef  I  don't 
worry  yer,  I  hev  mistook  my  man. 

"Come  on,  yer  snaky  varmint!"  cried  Old 
Grizzly. 

Although  Blue  Snake  did  not  understand 
the  words  of  the  white  man,  he  knew  that 
he  was  ready  for  the  fight,  and  with  the 
bound  of  a  panther  sprung  toward  him. 

Instead  of  meeting  the  Indian  with  a  blow, 
as  all  expected  him  to  do,  Old  Grizzly  simp- 
ly squatted  quickly  upon  the  ground,  and 
the  impetus  of  Blue  Snake  carried  him  over, 
and  tripped  by  his  adversary,  he  fell  heavily 
to  the  earth. 

Instantly  Grizzly  Adams  arose  to  a  stand- 
ing position,  while  the  Indian  stumbled  to  his 
feet  furious  at  his  fall,  and  once  more  rushed 
upon  him,  but  not  with  a  bound  as  before. 

Again  the  wnite  man  proved  himself  a  for- 
midable champion  to  attack,  for  when  Blue 
Snake  s  hands  were  almost  upon  his  throat, 
he  stepped  quickly  one  side,  and  at  the  game 
time  delivered  a  stunning  blow  upon  the 
red-skin's  head  that  knocked  him  down. 

It  was  evident  that  Blue  Snake  was  sur- 
prised, as  were  also  his  comrades;  but  he 
again  arose  and  attacked  the  white  man,  this 
time  waiking  cautiously  toward  him. 

A  few  rapid  blows  passed  between  them, 
Old  Grizzly  warding  off  those  of  the  Indian, 
and  each  time  planting  his  own  fist  in  the 
face  of  his  adversary  with  telling  effect. 

Finding  that  he  could  not  stand  up  under 
that  ircn  fist,  Blue  Snake  sprung  upon  the 
imnter  aad  clinched  with  him* 


In  this  style  of  fighting  he  had  always 
proven  a  victor,  and  he  expected  to  redeem 
himself  in  the  eyes  of  his  people  by  quickly 
bringing  the  hunter  to  grass. 

But  his  chagrin  was  bitter  indeed,  and  the 
excitement  of  the  lookers-on  great,  when 
Grizzly  Adams  seized  the  Indian  in  his 
powerful  arms,  pressed  him  against  him  with 
such  power  that  his  right  arm  was  useless, 
and  rained  blows  upon  his  face,  fore  arm 
and  body  with  such  telling  eff  3Ct  that  when 
he  released  him,  Blue  Snake  dropped  fo  the 
ground  a  badly  used-up  man. 

•'  1  guess  I  hev  won  thet  leetle  game,  Pard 
O-kee,"  quietly  said  Old  Grizzly,  paying  no 
attention  to  the  angry  glr.nces  the  Blue 
Snake's  friends  cast  upon  him. 

"The  pale-face  is  a  great  chief,  and  the 
Black  Cloud  is  his  captive,"  was  O  kee-rr  ul- 
gee's  calm  reply,  and  he  glanced  somewhat 
anxiously  toward  the  prostrate  Blue  Snake, 
as  though  he  feared  Grizzly  Adams  had 
killed  him. 

The  hunter  understood  the  look,  and  said: 

"Ob,  he  hain't  hurt,  only  a  leetle  jammed 
about  Ihe  face,  an'  it  may  make  him  more 
han'somer,  fer  it  can't  sp'ile  his  looks  any. 

"I'll  fetch  him  round." 

Taking  up  his  coat  and  arms,  for  he  did 
not  wish  to  be  longer  without  them,  he  took 
a  flask  from  his  pocket,  and  walking  over  to 
where  the  Indian  lay,  poured  a  swallow  r  of 
liquor  down  his  throat,  at  the  «ame  t  me 
throwing  a  gourd  of  water,  which  Br  ght 
Eyes  had  brought,  into  his  face. 

The  effect  of  the  liquor  or  water,  or  berth, 
was  magical,  for  Blue  Snake  rallied  at  once, 
and  rising  to  his  feet  went  limping  away  to 
his  tepee,  tne  expression  on  his  face  proving 
that  he  was  forever  the  bitter  foe  of  Old 
Grizzly  Adams,  who  saw  it,  and  with  a  light 
laugh  said : 

"  Thet  old  red  nigger  hain't  got  a  forgivin' 
natur',  hev  he,  O  kee?" 

CHAPTER  X. 

THE  PAWNEE  BOY. 

"  Now,  Pard  Injin,  L  s'pose  *her  Cheyenne 
kin  git?"  and  Grizzly  Adams  turned  1o  O-kee- 
mui%ee,  who  answered : 

"  The  Ute  chief's  tongue  ?s  not  crooked." 

"  I  are  delighted  ter  know  it,  fer  thai  be 
so  many  crooked  tongues,  it  are  a  relish  ter 
find  one  thet  hain't. 

"  Come,  Black  Cloud,  an'  git  ready  f>t  a 
rapid  travel,  ef  yer  don't  want  yer  ua'r 
raised,"  and  Old  Grizzly  turned  to  the  Chey- 
enne, who  said  in  tolerable  English: 

"The  pale-face  hunter  is  a  mighty  chief: 
he  has  saved  the  life  of  the  Black  Cloud,  ana 
the  tepees  of  my  people  shall  be  his  home," 

' '  Ihas  a  home,  th&ak  yer,  aa'  1 4on't  invite 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


f  er  thar,  seein'  as  I  expects  yer'll  come  any 
time  you  think  yer'd  like  a  lock  o'  my  ha'r 
ter  derwide  round  yer  willage. 

"  Ef  I  did  right,  I  s'pose  I  oughter  shoot 
yer;  but  I  are  a  man  ter  take  ther  weaker 
side,  an' I  tharfore  tells  yer  ter  git,  an'  yer 
knows  whether  it  are  best  ter  git  lively  or 
not. 

"  Thar  be  ther  weeping  I  tuk  from  yer,  an' 
I  guesses  yer  knows  ther  trail  home. 

«'  Yer  hes  done  a  heap  o'  barm  ter  white 
folks,  I'll  sw'ar,  but  I  are  a  fa'r  play  gerloot, 
an'  as  yer  were  in  a  leetle  diffikiity  I  helped 
yer  out. 

«  Now  travel" 

The  Indian  did  not  master  all  that  was  said 
to  him,  but  he  felt  kindly  toward  the  hunter 
and  looked  it. 

Taking  his  arms,  he  turned  toward  O-kee- 
mul  gee  and  his  warriors,  looked  them  defiantly 
in  the  eyes,  drew  from  his  pouch  some  black 
paint  and  smeared  it  over  his  face,  in  token 
that  it  was  war  to  the  end  between  his  tribe 
and  the  Utes,  and  strode  boldly  from  the  village. 
There  were  scores  of  young  warriors  who 
wanted  to  follow  him  knowing  that  he  was 
wounded  and  weak,  and  try  conclusions  with 
him,  once  he  was  free  of  the  village;  but  they 
caught  the  eyes  of  fearless  Old  Grizzly  Adams 
f.xed  warningly  upon  them,  and  in  terror  of 
his  terrible  rifle,  remained  where  they  were, 
watching  the  bold  chief  until  he  disappeared  in 
the  distant  forest. 

It  was  evident  that  Old  Grizzly  expected 
trouble,  from  the  manner  in  which  he  kept 
his  weapons  ready  for  use;  but  when  the 
Cheyenne  had  gone  from  sight,  and  no  one  had 
started  on  his  trail  that  he  could  see,  the  hun- 
ter turned  to  the  boy,  who  was  still  tied  to  the 
tree,  and  asked  quietly: 
"  Who  are  he,  O-kee?" 

•'  A  Pawnee  boy,  we  caught  fighting  with 
the  Cheyennes,"  was  the  answer. 
"  Hain't  afraid  of  him,  be  yerr 
"The  Death-on  the-trail   knows   no  fear," 
was  the  haughty  response. 

"You've  got  grit,  I  know;  but  yer  don't 
ihow  it,  ter  keep  thet  boy  tied,  an'  burn  him, 
as  yer  intended." 

"  He  was  a  young  brave,  an'  took  the  scalps 
of  two  of  my  warriors." 

"Like  as  not,  fer  he  looks  as  tho'  he  loved 
sculps;  but  yer  hain't  a-goin'  ter  set  him  on  fire 
fer  it." 

"  My  young  men  must  see  their  foe  die." 
"  Not  ef  Old  Grizzly  Adams  kin  save  him. 
"  1  are  a  reg'lar  made  Injun  o'  this  heur 
tribe,  sin'  ther  dav  I  helped  vou  out  o'  a  fix, 
an'  I  knows  tnet  a  chief  Kin  claim  a  ycung 
captive  as  a  son,  an'  thet  are  what  I  does  now. 
"  I  lays  m.y  nipper  on  this  heur  boy  as  my 
•on,  an'  ther  Bed  nigger  in  this  heur  camp  as 
•ays  no,  then  he'd  better  reckon  up  what  be 


hev  got  ter  leave  his  fambly  an'  call  in  ther 
lawyer  ter  make  his  will,  an'  ther  parson  o' 
ther  tribe  ter  start  him  straight,  fer  he  goes 
lickity-split  ter  ther  Happy  Huntin*  Grounds 
o'  good  Injuns." 

As  Old  Grizzly  spoke  he  once  more  boldly 
defied  the  red-skins  in  their  own  village,  by 
severing  the  bonds  of  a  captive. 

"  Young  'un,  you  is  my  boy,  so  come  along," 
said  the  old  hunter,  and  the  youth  clung  close 
to  him,  fearless,  yet  with  evident  belief  that 
his  foes  would  throw  themselves  upon  him. 

Buft  the  warriors  had  too  much  awe  of  Old 
Grizzly  to  make  any  such  an  attempt,  and 
looked  upon  him  as  a  special  pet  of  the  Great 
Spirit,  some  of  them  believing  that  he  was  an 
^vil  spirit  even,  for  they  knew  of  his  having 
made  captives  some  of  the  most  savage  beasts 
of  the  mountains,  and  almost  daily  was  adding 
to  bis  collection. 

Silently  the  Pawnee  boy  followed  him,  and 
leaving  the  village  of  O  kee-mul-gee,  Old 
Grizzly  went  straight  to  his  secret  retreat 

The  Indian  boy  seemed  more  ierrified  at  the 
wild  animals  which  the  old  hunter  bad  for 
pets,  than  he  had  been  in  the  presence  of  his 
human  foes,  and  seeing  it,  Old  Grizzly  said, 
though  he  well  knew  that  the  youth  could 
understand  but  little  what  he  was  talking  about: 

"Young  Injun,  this  are  my  house,  an'  heur 
are  my  fambly,  sich  as  it  are. 

"They  is  young  cubs,  most  of  'eoj,  but  they 
are  bein'  riz  up' ter  full  growth,  an'  I  are 
trainin'  'em  for  a  purpose  which  Injuns  knows 
nothin'  about,  seein'  as  how  thar  is  no  cirkiss 
ever  comes  inter  these  heur  parts,  an'  it  are 
lucky  fer  it  thet  it  don't. 

"  I  needs  jist  such  a  likely  chap  as  you  be 
ter  hang  roun1  an'  keep  ther  animiles  stirred  up 
when  I  are  absint  on  a  hunt,  an'  I'm  thinkin' 
yer  will  sarve  me  well,  an'  yer  oughter,  fer  I 
saved  yer  gittin'  scorched. 

"  Ef  yer  plays  a  card  ag'in'  me,  Til  chop  yer 
up  fer  mince-mest  fer  ther  b'ars;  but  ef  yer 
sarves  me  well,  I'll  make  a  man  o'  yer." 

"Wild  Wolf  love  hunter,"  said  the  boy, 
putting  together  what  few  words  ha  knew  in 
English. 

"  I  believe  yer  is  a  young  liar,  but  I'll  trust 
yer,  an'  yer'll  be  Tame  Wolf  afore  long. 

"  Thar  are  yer  sleepin'  roost,  an'  thar  are  no 
need  o'  tellin'  yer  whar  ther  grub  be,  fer  yer 
hev  a  fine  nose  fer  wittals,  or  I  miscalkilates." 

Whether  the  young  Indian,  Wild  Wolf,  was 
true  or  treacherous  to  the  man  who  had  saved 
his  life  the  reader  will  discover  in  the  future 
adventures  of  Old  Grizzly  Adams,  told  in  these 
page* 


14 


Old  Ctrizxiy  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


CHAPTER  XL 

•A    THWARTED    ASSASSIN. 

IN  the  time  that  Old  Grizzly  Adams  had 
been  a  sojourner  in  the  Rocky  Mountains,  he 
bad  accomplished  wonders,  for,  when  fortune 
favored  him  in  aiding  the  TJte  chief  in  his  bat- 
tle with  the  Cheyennes,  it  afterward  clung  to 
him  in  his  hunts,  and  it  was  not  long  before  he 
had  secured  a  good  start  toward  his  menagerie, 
having  caught  in  traps,  and  starved  to  submis- 
sion several  large  bears  and  wolves,  and  cap- 
tured a  number  of  the  young  of  nea/ly  all 
kirn  is  of  wiid  beasts  that  dwelt  in  the  vast  wil- 
derness where  h^  made  his  home. 

His  aiding  O  kee-mul-gee  again,  in  kidnap- 
ping Bright  Eyes,  and  bold  release  of  Black 
Cloud  endeare.'vl  the  Utes  more  to  him,  while 
the  Cheyenne  chief,  who  safely  reached  his 
people  after  tois  being  set  free,  commanded 
that  the  lon/»  white  man  of  the  mountains 
should  never  be  molested  by  any  of  his  war- 
riors. 

The  old  hv.flter  was  therefore  in  clover,  so  to 
speak,  as  far  as  being  molested  by  any  of  the 
Indians  w;*^  concerned,  and  could  pursue  his 
dangerous  occupation  in  peace,  where  human 
kind  werfi  concerned. 

But  though  he  was  surrounded  by  atfimals  he 
had  tamod  in  a  great  degree,  his  desire  to  add 
to  his  n.enagerie  led  him  daily  into  most  des- 
perate dangers,  and  caused  him  to  receive 
many  >xn  ugly  wound,  that  would  have  been 
the  death  of  most  men. 

Onfi  day,  some  months  after  his  bringing 
Wild  Wolf  to  his  den,  Old  Grizzly  started  on 
the  trail  of  a  huge  grizzly,  he  had  been  most 
anxious  to  catch  or  kill. 

He  left  the  Indian  boy  alone  in  the  cabin, 
for  he  had  come  to  trust  him,  having  learned 
that  he  had  been  captured  when  very  young  by 
the  Cheyejnnes,  and  adopted  into  their  tribe, 
though  never  with  his  own  consent,  for  he  did 
not  love  the  natural  foes  of  his  own  race. 

The  Indian  boy  had  turned  out  a  willing  ser- 
vant, and  was  a  great  aid  to  the  old  hunter,  to 
whom  ba  seemed  most  devoted. 

He  had  learned  English  tolerably  well,  or 
such  English  as  Old  Grizzly  could  teach  him, 
for  the  hunter  had  almost  wholly  dropped  into 
the  border  dialect,  and  it  was  growing  more 
and  more  upon  him. 

Then,  too,  Wild  Wolf  had  learned  to  shoot  a 
rife  and  pistol,  and  become  a  dead  shot  with 
each,,  and  Old  Grizzly  was  very  proud  of  his 
pupil 

When  dark  came  and  the  hunter  had  not  re- 
turned the  Indian  boy  threw  the  allowance  of 
food  to  the  animals,  ate  his  humble  supper,  and 
was  about  to  turn  in  for  the  night,  when  he 
•uddenly  descried  the  moon  peering  up  over 
(he  cliff. 

He  stopped  to  glance  at  tt  an  instant,  as  per- 


haps It  recalled  thoughts  of  Ms  far  away 
people,  from  whom  he  had  been  so  long  separ- 
ated, when  suddenly  he  saw  a  form  cross  Its 
disk. 

It  was  the  form  of  an  Indian  warrior,  and  be 
stood  out  in  bold  relief,  against  the  bright  lace 
of  the  moon. 

Who  could  he  be? 

What  was  he  doing  there? 

The  latter  question  that  flashed  through  the 
mind  of  the  Pawnee  boy,  was  answered  by 
seeing  the  Indian  reach  up  and  tie  a  rope  to 
the  branches  of  a  tree  that  grew  back  a  few 
feet  from  the  edge  of  the  cliff. 

Then  he  took  the  coil  and  lowered  it  do*n 
into  the  valley. 

The  next  instant  he  swung  himself  over  thp 
edge  and  disappeared  from  the  sight  of  the 
Pawnee,  for  he  was  in  the  shadow  of  the  cliff, 
but  Wild  Wolf  knew  that  be  WHS  descending 
into  the  canyon  by  means  of  the  rope. 

Quietly  he  slipped  into  the  cabin  and  buckled 
on  the  the  extra  belt  of  arms  Old  Grizzly  had 
brought  with  him,  and  which  he  allowed  the 
youth  to  use. 

Then  he  glided  out  of  the  cabin  and  brought 
with  him  a  roll  of  skins. 

These  he  quickly  laid  upon  a  large  buffalo 
robe,  and,  with  the  aid  of  the  Old  Grizzly's 
hats  and  a  pair  of  boots,  made  a  dummy  that 
certainly  looked  like  the  hunter  asleep. 

Back  in  the  shadow  of  the  rock  the  boy  then 
crept  and  waited. 

Ere  long  he  saw  a  dark  form  approaching 
from  the  direction  of  the  canyon. 

Calamity,  the  hunter's  dog,  had  accompanied 
his  master  that  day,  and  as  the  intruder  came 
not  by  the  entrance  to  the  valley,  he  would 
not  be  seen  by  the  grizzly  bear  on  post,  and 
which  Old  Grizzly  had  trained  as  a  sentinel. 

Nearer  and  nearer  the  form  came  toward 
the  cabin,  until  be  halted  in  the  shadow  of  a 
rock  not  far  away. 

But  Wild  Wolf  was  as  patient  as  a  cat 
watching  a  mouse,  and  waited  without  the  tre- 
mor of  a  muscle. 

It  was  evident  the  Indian  saw  the  pretended 
form  lying  on  the  buffalo-robe,  though  it  was 
half  in  shadow  from  the  cabin;  but  he  deter- 
mined to  wait  until  he  was  assured  the  hunter 
slept. 

At  last,  as  though  assured  of  that  fact  he 
crept  nearer,  and  the  Pawnee  boy  saw  that  he 
had  his  bow  in  his  band,  an  arrow  set,  and  the 
string  drawn  back. 

Nearer  and  nearer,  until  taking  deadly  aim 
at  the  supposed  body  of  the  banter,  the  old 
assassin  let  the  arrow  fly  upon  its  mission. 

There  was  a  dull  thud  and  slight  movement, 
as  the  arrow  struck,  and  with  a  war-cry  the 
Indian  sprung  forward,  scalping-knife  in  hand. 

But,  at  that  moment  there  came  a  flash  from 
the  shadow  of  the  rocks,  and  the  Indian  drop- 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


pad  !n  bis  tracks,  a  half  stifled  cry  upon  his 
lips,  while,  bounding  from  his  concealment 
Wild  Wolf  seized  the  dying  red  -skin  in  his 
arms  and  the  next  moment  tore  the  scalp  from 
his  head. 

Just  at  that  moment  hurrying  feet  and  a 
yelp  were  heard,  and  up  dashed  Old  Grizzly, 
crying: 

"  What  are  it  boyf 

Silently  and  proudly  the  young  Indian 
pointed  to  bis  dead  foe. 

Bending  over  the  dead  form  the  hunter 
cried: 

"  It  are  Blue  Snake,  boy,  sure  as  thunder, 
an'  you  hev  did  the  job. 

"He  era  wit  in  heur  an*  you  jist  returned 
ther  leetle  sarvice  I  did  yer. 

"  Give  me  yer  red  paw,  leetle  pard,  an'  then 
we'll  give  ther  Snake  to  ther  animiles  fer 
wittals,  fer  't  won't  do  ter  hev  ther  Utes  know 
how  he  come  ter  be  sent  fer. 

"Ther  animiles  will  pick  his  bones,  an'  he 
won't  car'  ef  they  does,  an'  durned  ef  I  hain't 
satisfled  ef  he  be."  _ 

CHAPTER  XII. 

A  MINING-CAMP  AMAZED. 


denizens  of  a  mining-  camp  In  the 
mountains,  which  by  courtesy  was  called 
Minor's  City,  ware  one  day  greatly  astounded 
at  discovering  a  strange  rider  and  a  stranger 
•teed  coming  into  their  main  street. 

The  surprise  turned  to  terror  in  many  cases, 
and  the  timid  went  in  and  closed  their  doors, 
while  the  brave  at  once  armed  themselves  to 
the  teeth  and  stood  ready  for  action. 

The  cause  of  this  unwonted  commotion 
among  a  people  that  were  seemingly  never  sus- 
prised  at  anything,  was  at  discovering  an  im- 
mense grizzly  bear  coming  down  the  mountain 
road,  and  heading  for  the  center  of  the  camp. 

There  would  have  been  a  bear-hunt  at  once 
had  it  not  been  for  the  fact  that  the  grizzly 
wxjj  saddled  and  bridled,  and  more  —  carried 
'  j»on  his  back  a  rider. 

That  rider  was  Old  Grizzly  Adams. 

The  bear  was  his  king  of  grizzlies,  Sampson, 
which  he  had  as  well  trained  as  a  horse, 

Wholly  regardless,  apparently,  of  his  load, 
Sampson  walked  up  the  street  at  a  swinging 
pace,  straight  toward  the  hotel,  while  his  rider 
had  more  queries  put  to  him  than  he  could  have 
answered  in  a  year's  time. 

The  style  of  those  questions  was  not  calcu- 
lated to  put  Old  Grizzly  Adams  in  a.  good  hu- 
mor, as  one  would  ask: 

"  Which  are  ther  man  an'  which  are  ther 
b'arf 

"  Pard,  what  does  yer  ax  fer  yer  mule?" 

"  Git  down,  old  man,  an'  let  ther  b'ar  ride  a 
leetle." 

QruBly  Adams  made  no  replies  to  this  cate- 


chism, but  held  steadily  on  his  way  and  baited 
before  the  door  of  the  pine-board  shanty  that 
did  service  under  the  high-sounding  title  of  the 
Valley  View  Hotel. 

There  was  the  legend  beneath  the  name  of 

"  ENTERTAINMENT  FOB  MAN  AND  BEAST." 

But  the  host  did- not  come  out  to  welcome 
J  either  the  man  or  the  beast,  and  seemed  uu- 
!  happy  that  they  had  come. 

Dismounting  from  his  grizzly,  Adams  fas- 
tened his  chain  bridle  to  the  hitching-post,  more 
as  a  matter  of  form,  for  the  bear  could  have 
knocked  it  over  with  one  blow  of  his  paw,  and 
went  up  to  the  door  of  the  tavern. 
i  "Pard,  I  wants  a  room  fer  two,  'ca'se  my 
horse  sleeps  in  tber  same  stall  as  I  does,  an'  I 
calkilates  stay  in'  all  night  an'  seein'  ther  sights  </ 
ther  city. 

"  Write  us  down  in  yer  provender  book  as 
Old    Grizzly   Adams  an'   his  b'ar,   Sampson, 
|  from  tber  Rocky  Mountains." 

"  Is  your  bear  dangerous?"  asked  the  land- 
lord. 

tl  Dangersome?  I  guesses  not,  fer  he  would- 
n't hurt  a  flea —  Condemnation  I  what  are  tner 
matter?" 

The  sudden  change  in  Grizzly's  words  was 
caused  by  bearing  a  sudden  and  unearthly 
scream,  and  springing  to  the  door  he  discov- 
ered that  the  docile  Sampson  had  suddenly 
seized  a  pig  that  bad  come  overland  with  an 
emigrant  wagon,  and  had  become  a  tame  pet. 

He  was  just  two  good  mouthfuls  for  Samp- 
son, and  Old  Grizzly  got  to  the  scene  just  in 
time  to  see  piggy's  tail  disappearing  within  the 
capacious  jaws  of  the  bear. 

"Were  it  a  human  or  a  animile  critter*'  be 
asked  of  the  crowd  that  stood  at  a  respectful 
distance. 

"  It  were  a  precious  pig,"  volunteered  one. 

"  Ther  pet  o'  ther  community,"  said  another. 

"Ther  purtiest  leetle  swine  yer  ever  see/' 

"  We  all  loved  it." 

"  Piggy's  gone,  an'  'ill  hev  no  grave  fer  u« 
ter  weep  on." 

"  Who  did  ther  hog  belong  ter?"  asked  Griz- 
!  »ly,  cutting  short  the  remarks. 

"  Ther  town  council,"  was  the  answer. 

"  How  much  was  be  valoo'd  at?" 

"  I'll  let  yer  off  with  a  V,"  said  a  man  of 
most  shabby  appearance,  stepping  forward 
with  extended  hand. 

"  Did  tber  pig  belong  ter  you?" 

"He  were  my  pride,  pard,"  was  the  answer. 

"  He  belonged  to  all  of  us,  b'ar  man,  so  stanr 
treat  fer  ther  crowd,  an'  we'll  call  it  squar'." 

The  man  who  made  this  remark  seemed  in^ 
ipired,  for  he  had  expressed  the  wish  of 
hundred  loafers  who  stood  around,  and 
greeted  it  with  a  cheer  that  made 
shake  himself. 

"I'll  stan'  treat  fer  ther  swine,  pards,  hj>- 


16 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer* 


don't  let  any  more  of  'em  fool  round  that 
b'ar,  or  they'll  disappear. 

"I  are  Old  Grizzly  Adams  from  ther 
mountains,  an'  hevin'  cotre  on  a  visit  ter  yer 
town  ter  make  some  purchases,  I  wants  ter 
git  acquainted  an'  be  friendly. 

"  Thet  b'ar  are  gentle  as  a  leetle  lamb,  an' 
he  are  my  pard;  come,  Sampson." 

The  bear  instantly  followed  his  master  into 
the  bar  and  the  old  hunter  stood  treat  for  all, 
though  he  and  Sampson  were  not  crowded. 

Sampson  took  a  mug  in  his  paws,  at  his 
masters  command,  stood  on  his  hind  feet,  and 
drank  with  a  gusto,  and  then  was  led  off  to 
the  log  cabin  adjoining,  which  the  landlord 
had  assigned  to  Old  Grizzly  as  his  quarters. 

All  through  the  mining  country  strange 
stories  had  gone,  of  a  hermit  hunter  living 
alone  in  the  mountains,  fearless  of  the  In- 
dians and  dangers  alike,  and  with  a  perfect 
mastery  over  wild  beasts,  and  when  Grizzly 
Adams  emerged  from  his  room,  he  found 
himself  a  hero  with  the  rough  element  by 
vvhich  he  was  surrounded. 


CHAPTER  XIII. 

THE    BOY    GAMBLER. 

IN  his  desire  to  "  see  the  sights,"  as  he  ex- 
pressed it,  in  Miner's  City,  Old  Grizzly 
Adams  first  ate  a  square  meal,  and  gave 
Bump^on  dirto. 

Then  he  went  to  the  shops  to  make  what 
purchases  he  needed,  coffee,  ammunition,  a 
weapon  or  two,  and  a  quantity  of  stout 
chains  and  staples,  "fer  my  aniiniles,"  as  he 
expressed  it. 

These  were  securely  put  together  to  pack 
upon  Sampson,  who  was  to  serve  the  purpose 
of  pack-horse  on  the  way  back  to  the  moun- 
tains, and  then  Grizzly  Adams  looked  about 
the  camps,  determined  to  make  an  early  start 
on  the  return  trip  the  following  morning. 

Seeing  that  the  hunter  had  plenty  of  money, 
or  "dust,"  as  they  called  it  there,  several 
sports  of  the  mining  fraternity  wished  to 
have  it  change  hands,  and  consequently  hung 
about  the  animal-tamer  like  leeches. 

Their  efforts  to  get  him  to  drink  heavily 
were  fruitless,  for  he  said : 

"1  allus  takes  a  nip  fer  my  stomach's  sake, 
accordin'  ter  Scriptur' ;  but  ef  I  goes  beyond 
thet,  I'll  give  my  b'ars  ter  ther  gerloot  thet 
sees  me  do  it." 

"  Do  you  ever  play  an  innercent  little  game 
of  cards?"  a*ked  one  young  miner. 

"  Oh,  yas,  I  loves  innercint  games,  tho'  I 
hasn't  tackled  keerds  in  so  long  I  don't  re- 
member much  about  'em,"  replied  Grizzly. 

"  Well,  we  boys  have  a  little  amusement  of 
that  kind  every  night,  at  Luck's  Retreat,  an  I 
would  be  delighted  to  show  you  round  there, 
though  of  course  you  need  not  play  unLss 
you  wish  to,"  said  the  young  sport. 


"  Waal,  I  are  some  on  seem'  what  thar  is 
ter  be  saw  so  I'm  yer  pard  fer  ther  evenin'." 

Thus  it  was  settled,  and  an  hour  after  Old 
Grizzly  and  the  young  sport  entered  the  gam- 
bling-saloon. 

Luck's  Retreat  was  a  huge  shanty  of  one 
story,  filled  with  small  tables,  a  bar  at  one  end, 
and  at  the  other  a  roulette  and  faro  bank 
stood,  behind  which  were  dealers  at  work, 
and  before  which  were  crowds  of  miners 
gambling  away  their  hard  earnings;  giving 
their  hard-earned  gold-dust  to  some  sport 
who  was  a  perfect  vampire  in  their  midst. 

Old  Grizzly  looked  curiously  on  for  awhile, 
and  then  his  attention  was  attracted  to  a  mere 
boy  in  appearance,  who  was  playing  at  a 
table  with  a  tall,  heavily -bearded  man,  who 
was  a  professional  gambler. 

The  man  was  known  as  Sanford,  the  Sport, 
and  almost  invariably  was  a  winner. 

Many  said  he  never  played  a  square  game, 
and  yet  those  who  had  told  him  so  to  his  face 
had  but  added  to  the  dead  in  the  burying- 
ground  up  the  valley. 

He  lived  in  a  cabin  on  the  mountain -side, 
three  miles  away,  pretended  to  work  a  mine, 
but  passed  most  of  his  days  in  town,  and  al- 
ways gambled  at  night  at  the  Luck's  Re- 
treat until  midnight,  when  he  mounted  his 
horse  and  rode  home. 

Such  was  the  story  told  of  the  rather  hand- 
some man  to  Old  Grizzly,  who  listened  atten- 
tively and  then  asked: 

'  Who  are  ther  young  'un?" 
'  The  Boy  Gambler  " 
'  He  plays  keerds,  too?" 
'  Yes,  and  is  a  [fortunate  fellow,  for  he 
generally  wins," 
Who  are  he?" 
Nobody  knows." 
Hain't  he  got  no  name?" 
Yes,  we  call  him  Diamonds,  for  he  sports 
a  headlight  of  that  kind  in  his  b'iled  shirt 
and  another  on  his  finger." 

"He  don't  appear  to  be  more'n  seventeen 
year  old?" 

"No;  he  looks  about  that,  and  is  as  hand- 
some  as  a  picture.  He  dropped  in  here  one 
morning  on  the  stage-coach,  took  rooms  in  the 
Valley  View  Hotel,  and  begun  ther  card 
business  that  same  night. 

"  Boys  that  thought  to  take  him  in,  went 
dead  broke  on  him. 

"Then  he  tackled  Sanford  one  night,  and 
since  then  they  have  played  regularly  every 
evening,  and  the  Boy  Gambler  is  a  long  way 
the  winner,  for  the  Sport's  cheating  don't  go 
with  Diamonds." 

"Ther  boy  are  a  likely-lookin'  youth,  I 
sw'ar,  an'  I'll  jist  take  a  closer  look  at  ther 
way  he  fingers  ther  keerds,"  said  Old  Grizzly, 
walking  up  to  the  table  where  a  youth  of 
seventeen,  well-dressed,  and  with  a  broad 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


sombrero  shading  his  face,  sat  playing  cards 
with  the  long-bearded  man  before  referred  to. 
As  they  approached,  the  man  said,  angrily: 

"  Boy,  that  is  the  fiftieth  consecutive  game 
you  have  won,  and  only  one  way  can  that  be 
done." 

"  How  is  that,  Sport?"  asked  the  boy,  indif- 
ferently. 

"  By  cheating!'* 

The  answer  of  the  boy  was  a  burst  of  rude 
laughter,  which  caused  Old  Grizzly  to  say: 

"  Thet  child  hev  got  grit,  an'  I  are  his  friend 
ef  thar  be  a  pow-wow  in  ther  air." 

CHAPTER  XIV. 

GRIZZLY  ADAMS  KEEPS  HIS  WORD. 

"  BETTEB  not  interfere,  pard,  where  Sanford 
the  Sport  is  interested,"  suggested  the  gam- 
bling miner,  who  had  Old  Grizzly  in  tow, 
showing  him  the  sights. 

"  I  interferes  jisb  whar  I  is  needed,  Pard 
Sharp,  so  don't  you  offer  me  no  advice,"  was 
the  abrupt  reply,  and  the  card  sharp  saw  that 
the  hunter  was  not  a  man  to  brook  interfer- 
ence. 

"  Do  you  dare  laugh  in  my  face,  boy?"  cried 
Sanford,  at  the  ringing  laughter  of  the  youth. 

"  Yes,  and  at  you  too,  Sanford,  for  the 
laugh  is  on  my  side,  as  I  hold  the  winning 


"  AiJd  i  say  you  cheat." 

"Bah!  I  have  but  matched  your  rascality  — 
bold  on,  man,  for  I  cover  you." 

With  a  quickness  and  nerve  wholly  unexpec- 
ted the  boy  had  drawn  a  revolver  and  gotten 
the  drop  on  the  man. 

Sanford  never  moved,  but  gazed  earnestly 
into  the  face  of  the  youth,  and  then,  for  the 
ilrst  time  seemed  to  realize  that  he  had  seen 
him  ere  he  came  to  Miner's  City,  for  he  asked  in 
jt  low,  husky  voice: 

"Have  we  not  met  before,  boy?" 

"We  have." 

"Who  are  you?" 

"  I  am  the  little  boy  you  taught  to  play  an 
Innocent  game  of  cards,  and  whose  sister  you 
ran  off  with  and  deserted,  causing  her  to  com- 
mit suicide. 

"  That  act  killed  my  poor  mother,  and  as 
you  had  robbed  us  of  our  fortune,  murdered 
my  sister  and  mother,  I  swore  to  revenge  my- 
self on  you,  and  I  have  tracked  you  here. 

"  Your  money  I  have  won  from  you.  and 
your  life  I  will  have." 

All  was  now  excitement  in  the  saloon,  for 
the  boy  locked  it  that  he  would  do  what  he 
•aid. 

But  just  then  one  of  San  ford's  friends,  a 
bully  and  a  desperado,  who  stood  at  one  side 
of  the  youth,  suddenly  thrust  a  revolver 
against  his  head,  and  said: 

"Let  up,  upon  the  Sport,  boy,  or  I  pulls 
trigger." 


Hardly  had  the  words  left  his  lips  when  the 
weapon  was  knocked  from  his  hand,  and  bil 
form  Was  seized  seemingly  in  the  arms  of  a 
giant,  and  hurled  across  the  table  against 
Sanford,  upsetting  him  in  his  chair,  and  cans* 
ing  both  men  to  roll  together  upon  the  floor. 

Springing  upon  the  table,  after  this  daring 
act,  and  exhibition  of  wonderful  strength, 
with  a  weapon  in  e&her  hand,  he  covered  the 
Sport  and  his  friend,  and  shouted: 

"  Pards,  I  holds  trumps  jisb  now  an*  any 
biz  yer  hes  with  this  heur  youth  kin  be  settled 
decint  an'  in  order,  fer  I  said  as  how  I'd  be  hi» 
friend,  an'  heur  I  are,  Old  Grizzly  Adam* 
from  ther  Rocky  Mountains  at  yer  sarvice." 

It  was  evident  that  the  youth  was  as  greatly 
surprised  at  so  suddenly  finding  a  friend  there, 
as  were  the  others  at  the  daring  act  of  Old 
Grizzly. 

44  I  thank  you,  sir;  but  I  came  here  to  hunt 
Roy  Sanford  to  earth,  and  it  has  got  to  be 
his  life  or  mine,"  said  the  youth  firmly. 

"  Like  as  not,  leetle  pard,  an'  it  shell  be,  fe* 
I'll  see  fa'r  play,  even  in  a  dog  fight. 

"  I  hes  them  babes  on  ther  floor  kiver^d,  art" 
they  can't  kick  ther  kiverin'  off  ontil  I  calls 
risin'  time. 

"  Now  what  does  yer  want  ter  hev  did?" 
and  Old  Grizzly  addressed  the  boy,  though  he 
did  not  take  bis  eyes  off  the  two  men,  who 
still  lay  where  they  had  fallen  upon  the  floor, 
not  daring  to  rise,  for  there  was  that  in  the 
hunter's  face  that  told  them  it  would  be,  cer- 
tain death. 

"  All  I  ask  is  that  Sanford  meet  me  in  a 
fair  fight  with  pistols,"  said  the  youth. 

"  He  hain't  worth  killin',  leetle  pard." 

"  He  is  a  villain,  and  I  wish  to  end  his  devil- 
tries." 

"You  is  too  young  ter  face  thet  man." 

"  I  am  nineteen,  and  it  don't  always  take 
age  to  make  a  man." 

"  Thet  are  Gospil,  fer  I  were  a  lively  kid 
when  I  were  small. 

"  Does  yer  know  t'other  gerloot?" 

"No." 

"  Then  I  guess  he'd  better  skin  out,  onless 
yer  wants  ter  shoot  him. " 

"No,  I  have  nothing  against  him,  though  it 
was  a  coward's  act  to  cover  me  when  my  quar- 
rel was  with  Roy  Sanford." 

"It  were  fer  a  fact;  come,  yer  sneak  o'  sin, 
grease  yerself  durned  quick,  and  silently  slip 
out  o'  this  heur  camp  meetin',  or  I'm  con- 
demned ef  I  doesn't  feed  yer  ter  my  b'ar, 
Sampson." 

The  bully  growled  something  in  a  savage 
way,  but  either  terrified  at  Old  Grizzly's  pistol, 
or  the  fear  of  becoming  food  for  Sampson,  he 
quickly  departed  from  the  saloon. 

"He  hev  made  himself  absent,  leetle  pard, 
so  now  what's  ter  bs  did  with  this  h^ur  Satin?1 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


"  Roy  Sanford,  will  you  meet  me  as  man  to 
man"  asked  the  boy. 

"  Yes,  and  kill  you,  too,"  was  the  savage  re- 
joinder. 

"  That's  to  be  proven,  and  if  this  kind  gen- 
tleman will  arrange  it,  we  will  fight  here." 

"  I  are  a  b'ar-tamer,  I  hain't  no  gentleman, 
Boy  Pard;  but  I  are  heur  in  this  yarth  ter  do 
good,  so  Til  fix  ther  thing  fer  yer,  an'  bury 
yer  prime  ef  yer  goes  under;  but  yer  better  let 
me  shoot  him  fer  yer." 

"No,  I  must  face  that  man  myself." 

"  Let  me  set  Sampson  on  him." 

"  Is  Sampson  the  huge  grizzly  I  saw  you 
have  to-day?" 

"  He  are." 

The  youth  smiled,  but  answered: 

"  No,  that  man  must  meet  me  in  fair  fight." 

"  Waal,  111  set  ter-morrer  mornin'  for  ther 
fan. 

"  I  were  a-goin*  away  only  ter  git  home, 
but  I  allu^  are  willin'  ter  'commydate  a  friend. 

"Does  it  suit  yer  ter  say  sun-up  at  ther 
creek  crossin'?" 

"It  is  satisfactory  to  me,  if  that  man  does 
not  run  away  during  the  night,"  said  the 
youth. 

"  If  he  do,  I'll  trail  him  fer  yer. 

"Now,  Long  Beard,  does  it  suit  you?" 

"  I  hate  to  be  drawn  in  a  muss  with  the  boy; 
but  as  he  swears  publicly  to  kill  me  from  some 
fancied  wrong  at  his  hands,  I'll  be  there  and 
end  the  matter." 

"That  are  sufficient;  now,  sonny,  yer  jist 
go  home  an'  sleep  all  yer  kin,  an'  me  an'  Samp- 
son will  call  fer  yer  'arly." 

"  I  thank  you,  sir,"  and  the  youth  left  the 
laloon,  and  Sanford  the  Sport  resumed  his 
•eat  once  more. 

But  Old  Grizzly  did  not  move  and  still  stood 
confronting  the  gambler,  a  queer  look  upon  his 
rough  but  honest  face. 


CHAPTER  XV. 

GRIZZLY  PAYS  A  DEBT. 

HARDLY  had  the  youth  disappeared  from 
Luck  Retreat,  and  the  crowd,  believing  the 
troubles  ended  for  the  present,  were  turning 
toward  the  irrespective  tables,  when  Old  Grizzly 
•aid  in  his  quiet  way,  addressing  the  gambler: 
"You  is  a  card  sharp,  hain't  yer?" 
"  Say,  old  man,  if  you  want    trouble  with 
me  after  I  have  sent  that  boy  to  the  devil,  you 
can  have  it,  but  now  go  away  and  let   me 
alone,"  was  the  angry  reply  of  Sanford. 
Old  Grizzly  laughed  quietly,  and  said: 
"  Waal,  it  are  my  opinion  yer  don't   send 
thet  boy  to  ther  devil,  an'  ef  yer  w'u'd  like 
thet  I  give  yer  my  reasons  why,  I'll  do  it." 
"Well,  why  will  I  not?" 


"*Case  I  expects  ter  send  you  thar,  an1— 
Hold  on,  fer  yer  see  I  hes  my  pepper-box  p'int- 
ed  at  yer,"  and  the  hunter's  pistol  covered  tha 
gambler's  heart. 

"  What  is  it  you  want  with  me?"  nsked  San- 
ford, livid  with  rage,  for  he  felt  that  for  the 
second  time  that  night  he  was  cutting  a  sorry 
figure,  and  before,  he  had  always  held  his 
own,  if  not  been  the  victor. 

"I'll  tell  yer,  Lawyer  Sanford,  what  I  hes 
ag'in'  yer,  an*  what  I  wants  with  yer." 

"Do  you  know  me?"  quickly  asked  the 
gambler. 

"I  does." 

"  Who  am  I?" 

"  Lawyer  Roy  Sanford,  o*  a  leetle  town  in 
York  State  as  I  c'u'd  name,  but  won't,  fer  I 
don't  want  folks  ter  think  we  breeds  sich  trash, 
as  you  is,  in  them  parts." 

"  I  fail  to  recognize  you,"  and  the  gambler 
seemed  to  peer  into  the  very  soul  of  the  hunter. 

"  Like  as  not!  but  ef  yer  thinks  I  are  goin' 
ter  stan*  by  an'  see  yer  kill  thet  boy>  yer  is  a 
howlin'  mistaken  liar. 

"Ther  right  may  triumph,  an*  must,  ther 
parsons  tell  us,  or  ust  ter  when  I  'tended 
meetin';  but  yer  were  allus  a  gamecock,  an' 
yer  hes  a  steady  narve,  an'  I  fears  thet  Provi. 
dince  might  forgit  ther  boy,  so  I  jist  intends 
ter  chip  in  an'  take  his  place  ag-m  yer." 

"After  I  meet  the  boy  I'll  meet  you." 

"  Nary,  fer  I  knows  yer,  an'  I  doesn't  b'liev* 
ther  mornin'  sunshine  w'u'd  shine  on  yer  in  this 
heur  valley." 

"  My  quarrel  is  just  with  the  boy,  and  if 
you  know  me,  as  you  seem  to,  you  are  aware  I 
am  not  a  man  to  run  from  death." 

"Oh!  you'll  take  chances,  an' big  ones,  but 
yer  won't  take  sartinties  ag'in'  yer,  an'  it  are 
sure  death  fer  yer  ter  face  me." 

"  111  risk  that  to-morrow." 

"  No  yer  don't,  fer  it's  got  ter  be  did  ter 
night 

"  I  hain't  no  immejit  quarrel  with  yer,  Law- 
yer Sanford,  an'  I  doesn't  want  yer  life  on  my 
ban's;  but  Jedge  Townsend,  ther  father  o'  thet 
boy  did  me  a  favor  onst,  fer  when  I  got  my 
leg  broke  by  a  cussed  oxen  near  his  home  he 
tuk  me  thar  an'  nussed  me  fer  five  months. 

"  An'  his  wife  an'  darter,  an'  thet  boy.  who 
were  a  leetle  one  then,  was  good  ter  me  as  tho' 
I  hed  been  kin  folks  an1  was  'spectin'  ter  leave 
'em  a  f ortin,  an'  they  only  tuk  thankee  fer  thar 
trouble. 

"  I  knows  well  thet  ther  Jedge  tuk  yer  in 
lawyerin*  with  him,  an'  when  he  died  some- 
time arter,  thar  were  some  as  said  yer  had  kilt 
him. 

"  An'  I  knows  thet  yer  deceived  the  gal,  got 
ther  fortin'  in  yer  ban's  an'  then  desarted  all. 

"  It  wasn't  iny  cirkiss,  but  I  did  want  ter 
meet  yer  sometime,  an'  I  hes  done  it,  an'  now  1 
•ays  thet  yer  hes  got  to  face  me  at  ten  foot,  or 


Old  Grizzly  Adams*  the  Bear  Tamer. 


twenty  foot,  fer  I  don't  car'  a  foot  or  two,  an' 
111  perwent  yer  killin'  thet  boy." 

"  You  have  preached  your  sermon,  and  had 
an  attentive  congregation,  so  now  listen  to  me," 
Maid  Sanford,  with  a  sneer. 

"  I  hev  ears,  so  say  yer  say." 

"To-morrow  I  will  meet  the  boy,  and  as 
soon  as  that  matter  is  over  I  will  give  you  all 
the  satisfaction  you  want." 

"  Nary,  fer  I  is  goin'  ter  git  satMed  now, 
•n'  you  hears  me  talk  when  I  says  thet  ef  yer 
don't  git  across  thet  room,  draw  yer  weepin, 
an'  march  onto  me  a-shootin',  when  somebody 
heur  gives  ther  word,  durned  ef  I  d«n't  bore 
daylight  clean  through  yer  an'  feed  yer  ter 
Sampson,  ef  ther  eatin'  of  yer  makes  him  sin- 
ful too." 

Sanford  was  very  pale,  but  convinced  that  he 
had  to  face  the  alternative,  and  knowing  that 
every  eye  was  upon  him,  he  said,  in  an  air  of 
assumed  indifference: 

"  If  you  are  determined  to  meet  me  to-night, 
Grizzly  Bear,  I  guess  these  gentlemen  will  lay 
aside  their  games  for  a  minute,  and  Bent  I 
know  will  give  us  the  use  of  the  Retreat  for 
the  duel." 

"  Ef  not,  thar  are  plenty  o'  room  outside, 
an'  it  are  moonlight." 

"  Fight  it  out  here,"  cried  the  man  behind 
the  bar,  and  who  was  Bent,  the  proprietor. 

"  As  it  are  your  shanty,  pard,  perhaps  vjou 
will  give  ther  word  fer  ter  sit  ther  music  goin',w 
and  Old  Grizzly  turned  to  Bent. 

"  With  pleasure,  gentlemen,  for  I  always  de- 
sire to  accommodate. 

"  Here,  Sanford,  take  your  stand  at  that  end, 
and  you,  Grizzly  What's-yer-name,  go  to  the 
other  end. 

"Revolvers,  I  suppose?"  and  Bent  was  as 
polite  and  pleasant  as  though  arranging  a 
quadrille. 

"  Thet  are  my  weepin,  tho'  I  hain't  pertick- 
ler." 

"Yes,  revolvers,  and  fire  as  often  as  we 
wish,"  said  Sanford, 

"  You  kin  jist  shoot  as  often  as  yer  pleases, 
Roy  Sanford;  but  as  fer  me,  I  guesses  one  shot 
'ill  be  enough,  as  I  doesn't  waste  no  powder  an' 
lead." 

This  remark  of  Old  Grizzly  showed  that  hf> 
had  perfect  confidence  in  himself;  but  Sanford 
had  also  assumed  an  air  of  calmness  that 
amounted  almost  to  indifference,  and,  walking 
up  to  the  bar,  he  called  for  a  glass  of  liquor 
and  dashed  it  off. 

Then  he  fired  his  revolver  six  times  down 
into  the  floor,  and  carefully  reloaded  it,  which 
caused  Grizzly  Adams  to  remark: 

"  Ef  he  hain't  no  more  confidence  in  himself 
then  he  hev  in  his  revolver,  he  bed  better  look 
out. 

"As  fer  me,  when  I  hes  a  loaded  weepin,  I 
kin  count  on  its  shootin'  every  time." 


The  gambler,  having  loaded  his  revolver  t* 
suit  himself,  walked  to  the  bar  and  again 
dashed  off  a  glass  of  liquor. 

"  Thet  are  whisky  grit  he  are  fillin'  himself 
with,  an'  it  don't  hang  long,"  muttered  OH 
Grizzly  as  he  walked  to  the  place  assigned  him 
by  Bent,  with  the  air  of  a  man  who  was  going 
to  do  the  most  commonplace  thing  in  tha 
world. 

At  length  both  men  were  upon  their  respeo* 
tive  stands,  and  at  each  end  of  the  saloon. 

Along  the  walls  on  either  side  were  ranged 
the  lookers  on,  fully  a  hundred  in  number,  and 
all  commenting  in  their  rough  way  regarding 
•he  affair. 

Half  way  between  the  two  combatants,  and 
to  the  right,  stood  Bent,  a  glass  in  his  hand, 
which  he  was  to  drop  as  a  signal  for  the  firing 
to  commence. 

"  Are  you  ready?"  asked  Bent. 

"Certainly,  always,"  said  Sanford,  with  a 
smile. 

"I  are,"  answered  Old  Grizzly. 

Bent  held  forth  his  hand  with  the  glass  in 
it,  and  then  let  it  fall. 

Ere  it  shivered  upon  the  floor  there  was  a 
pistol-shot. 

It  came  from  Old  Grizzly,  for  he  had  been 
too  quick  for  the  gambler,  whose  weapon  was 
not  fired. 

With  a  spring  into  the  air  Roy  Sanford  fell 
his  full  length  upon  the  floor,  a  dead  man. 

"You  have  killed  him,"  cried  Bent,  spring- 
ing to  his  side. 

"  I  knows  thet,  far  thet  were  my  aim,"  and 
as  Grizzly  Adams  spoke  he  proceeded  to  quietly 
reload  his  weapon. 

"Whar  are  thet  sharp  thet  wanted  ter 
tackle  me  fer  a  game  o'  keerds?"  asked  the 
hunter. 

"I  am  here,  sir,"  somewhat  timidly  said 
that  individual  coming  forward. 

"  Waal,  git  yer  keerds  an'  yer  table  while 
I  pays  expenses  fer  what  I  did  heur,  as  it 
are  but  right  I  sh'u'd  treat  ther  corpse  ter  a 
burial. 

"Say,  pard,  what  are  expenses  fer  dirt- 
kiverin'  a  man  in  this  heur  town?"  and  Old 
Grizzly  turned  to  Bent,  who  said  with  a  light 
laugh: 

"Never  mind,  my  friend,  for  I'll  bury  him, 
as  Sanford  has  spent  many  a  dollar  in  my 
place." 

"  Thet  are  han'some  of  yer  to  be..sure. 

"  Waal,  see  thet  he  are  planted  well." 

Then  turning  to  his  gambling  acquaintance, 
he  continued: 

"  Now,  I  are  ready,  pard,  an'  play  squar'.w 

Whether  the  gambler  cheated,  or  not,  Old 
Grizzly  could  not  tell,  but  certain  it  is  that  ha 
did  not  play  cards  as  well  as  he  shot,  and  after 
a  couple  of  hours  he  arose  from  the  table  • 
heavy  loser  for  him. 


10 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  ike  Bear  Tamer. 


"Waal,  I  guess  111  return  ter  my  den  in 
v  \er  mount'ins,  me  an'  Sampson;  but  111  take 
ai  ng  a  pack  o'  keerds  an'  practise  up  a  leetle, 
so  as  tu  tackle  yer  when  I  comes  down  ag'in. 

"  Tell  ther  boy,  Freddy  Townsend,  thet  I 
got  squar1  on  Roy  Sanford  for  thet  past  wicked- 
toess  he  did  ag'in'  his  fambly,  an'  wish  him 
good-bye  fer  me. 

"  It  are  my  treat,  pards,  an'  then  111  git." 

And  back  to  the  mountains  that  night  Old 
Grizzly  started,  walking  by  Sampson's  side, 
for  the  bear  carried  the  pack,  and  behind  him 
in  Miner's  City  he  left  a  name  that  went  fly- 
ing along  the  border  from  one  end  to  the 
other. 

CHAPTER  XVI. 

THK  Jlur«TlcH  VISITS  BLACK  CLOUD. 

SOME  ten  days  after  his  return  from  the 
mines,  Old  Grizzly  was  seated  in  front  of  his 
cabin,  rubbing  up  his  fire-arms,  a  favorite 
amusement  with  him,  for  they  were  bis  trea- 
sures above  his  savage  pets. 

He  was  feeling  a  little  sore,  for  he  had  only 
two  days  before  had  a  hard  fight  with  a 
grizzly  bear  be  had  wounded,  and  which  died 
hard. 

"  Tber  boy  oughter  be  gittin'  back,"  he  said, 
glancing  toward  the  entrance  to  the  canyon, 
and  referring  to  Wild  Wolf  the  Indian  youth, 
who  had  gone  out  on  a  hunt  for  game. 

But  night  came  on  and  the  boy  not  return- 
ing, Old  Grizzly  called  to  Calamity,  bis  dog, 
and  was  about  to  start  forth  on  a  hunt  for 
him,  fearing  some  accident  had  befallen  him, 
when  the  growl  of  tbe  grizzly  sentinel,  and 
then  a  low  whine,  told  him  that  the  youth  was 
returning. 

A  few  moments  after  Wild  Wolf  entered 
the  cabin,  and  the  hunter  saw  that  he  had  no 
game,  and  asked: 

"  Has  yer  been  over  to  ther  willage  o'  Chief 
O-kee's,  Wolf,  courtin'  Injun  gals?" 

"  Tbe  Wild  Wolf  has  been  on  the  trail  of  a 
pale-face." 

"  A  white  man  in  these  parts,  an*  you  a 
trailin'  bimP  asked  Old  Grizzly. 

"  The  pale-face  is  a  young  brave  like  Wolf." 

"  No." 

"  He  was  alone,  an*  Wolf  was  near  him;  but 
the  warriors  of  Black  Cloud  sprung  upon  him, 
and  he  was  made  captive;  but  he  fought  like  a 
great  chief,  and  three  Cheyenne  warriors  were 
sent  to  the  happy  hunting  grounds." 

"Waal  I  sw'ar  this  are  news,  Wolf;  but 
were  the  boy  kilt?' 

"  No,  he  was  taken  alive." 

"And  you  followed?" 

"  The  Cheyenne  braves  did  not  see  me  and  I 
followed  their  trail  and  saw  them  go  toward 
the  villago  of  Black  Cloud. 

"Then  Wild  Wolf  came  to  tell  tbe  Bear 
Cbiat» 


"Ton  did  right,  and  to-morrow  111  make  a 
leetle  visit  ter  them  Cheyennes,  an*  find  out 
what  they  is  goiu'  ter  do  with  ther  boy." 

And  bright  and  early  Old  Grizzly  saddled 
Sampson  and  started  for  the  Indian  camp. 

He  knew  well  that  though  his  presence  in  the 
mountains  was  tolerated  by  the  Cheyennes,  for 
saving  the  life  of  their  chief,  tbay  both  feared 
and  hated  him: 

He  had  met  them  in  the  mountains,  when 
hunting,  and  they  had  avoided  him,  and  he 
had  never  been  to  their  village,  though  he  did 
not  fear  he  would  be  harmed. 

Still  he  cared  not  to  tempt  them  too  far. 

The  tribe  of  O  kee-mul-gee  he  was  on  good 
terms  with,  though  he  knew  that  they  too 
closely  watched  his  movements,  and  some  of 
the  warriors  had  acted  very  coldy  toward  hi  no 
since  the  mysterious  disappearance  of  Blue 
Snake,  which  none  of  the  red-skins  could  ac- 
count for. 

Death-in-the-trail,  the  Ute  chief,  had  asked 
Old  Grizzly  if  he  knew  what  had  become  of 
tbe  sub-chief,  Blue  Snake,  or  had  seen  him. 

But  the  hunter  looked  the  picture  of  inno- 
cence, and  replied  that  he  had  in  no  way 
harmed  him. 

Several  times  in  hunting,  the  Pawnee  boy 
had  been  fired  at  in  the  mountains,  by  both 
Ute  and  Cheyenne  warriors:  but  he  had  es- 
caped unhurt  each  time. 

Notwithstanding  this  unfriendly  spirit  to- 
ward him,  Old  Grizzly  boldly  set  out  for  the 
village  of  Black  Cloud,  to  see  if  he  could  serve 
thfc  boy  whom  Wild  Wolf  had  said  the 
Cheyennes  had  made  captive. 

His  long  experience  as  a  woodsman  and  hun- 
ter in  his  old  home,  had  fully  acquainted  Old 
Grizzly  with  all  kinds  of  woodcraft,,  and  his 
life  in  the  Rocky  Mountains  had  made  him 
more  cunning  than  an  Indian  even,  and  capa- 
ble of  going  where  he  pleased  with  litcle  danger. 

The  surroundings  of  the  Cheyenne  village 
the  hunter  well  knew,  and  he  reached  a  spot 
from  whence  he  could  reconnoiter  without  dif- 
ficulty, although  red  skin  sentinels  were  out  on 
the  watch  upon  every  quarter. 

Having  decided  that  his  only  course  was  tc 
enter  the  village  and  ask  Black  Cloud  for  the 
youth,  claiming  to  be  a  friend  qf  his,  Grizzly 
Adams  mounted  his  bear  and  boldly  rode  down 
the  steep  hillside  into  the  village. 

The  huge  grizzly  was  the  first  discovered  by 
a  party  of  Indian  children  and  they  ran  with 
wild  cries  of  alarm  to  the  tepees. 

Then  the  old  squaws  took  up  the  cries,  and 
upon  seeing  the  hunter  on  the  back  of  the  bear, 
almost  universal  consternation  prevailed,  un- 
til Black  Cloud,  coming  out  of  the  council 
lodge  with  bis  warriors,  recognized  the  TFbite 
Death,  as  all  the  Indians  called  the  strange  oM 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Bat  how  had  he  eluded  the  Indian  outposts 
and  come  that  way  to  the  village? 

If  he  and  a  bear  had  passed  through  their 
lines,  others  might  do  the  same,  and,  like  the 
wary  general  he  was,  Black  Cloud  sent  run- 
ners out  to  spread  the  word  that  the  sentinels 
were  keeping  poor  guard  over  the  village. 

Recognizing  the  chief,  Old  Grizzly  headed 
straight  toward  him,  though  few  remained  to 
welcome  him  among  the  fair  sex  and  pappooses 
when  they  gazed  upon  the  savage  animal  he 
rode. 

"  The  Black  Cloud's  tepee  is  open  to  the 
White  Death,"  said  the  chief  with  dignity,  not 
moving  as  the  grizzly  halted  within  two  feet 
of  him  and  sniffed  about  his  legs  as  though  he 
thought  he  would  make  a  good  meal  for  him. 

"Thet  are  ban'some  of  yer,  Black  Cloud, 
I'll  sw'ar,  fer  I  knows  I  is  not  pop'ler  with  yer 
red  niggers. 

"  But  I  hasn't  come  ter  board  with  yer,  only 
ter  ax  yer  ter  do  ther  right  thing,  an'  give  me 
ther  pale  face  boy  o'  mine  yer  hes  here." 

The  chief,  in  spite  of  his  stolid  nature, 
started  and  asked: 

"Why  says  the  White  Death  fcat  Black 
Cloud  has  a  pale-face  captive?" 

•'Thar  are  no  need  o'  doub*m'  yer  tongue  up 
with  lies,  chief,  fer  I  are  ther  Evil  Spirit  o' 
ther  Mountains,  an'  I  knows  all  as  is  goin'  on 
In  this  kentry. 

"  Rf  yer  don't  give  up  ther  boy  yer'll  hear 
ther  voice  o'  ther  Great  Spirit  this  very  night 
in  ther  thunder,  an'  see  ther  arrows  of  fire  he 
shoots  across  ther  heavens." 

Black  Cloud  looked  troubled,  and  after  a 
moment  said: 

"  My  warriors  did  bring  in  a  pale  face  brave, 
a  very  young  warrior." 

"  Like  as  not  when  I  knows  it." 

"  He  killed  three  of  my  braves,  and  he  is  now 
fcn  the  strong  lodge  awaiting  the  coming  of  an- 
other sun,  when  he  must  die." 

"  Not  a  durned  bit  will  he  die,  Black  Cloud, 
an*  I  tell  yer  ther  Great  Spirit  will  this  night 
show  his  anger  to  you." 

"  What  will  the  Great  Spirit  dof  asked  the 
chief,  curiously,  while  his  warriors  pressed 
more  closely  around  him. 

"  Does  yer  see  thet  mountain  cliff  yonder?*' 
4nd  Old  Grizzly  pointed  to  a  cliff  fully  five 
hundred  feet  in  bight,  and  the  base  of  which 
was  a  few  hundred  yards  from  the  tepees. 

The  chief  nodded. 

*'  Waal,  I  will  go  thar  now,  and  when  ther 
night  hev  come  I'll  ask  ther  Great  Spirit  ef  the 
boy  must  die. 

"Ef  ther  Great  Spirit  wants  him  ter  die, 
thar  will  be  no  sound;  but  ef  ther  boy  must 
live,  then  thar  will  be  fiery  arrows  flyin'  round 
an'  a  roarin'  voice. 

y  I  are  goin',  a»'  Jist  you  Injuns  keep 


yer  eyes  open  an*  look  out  fer  squalls,  fer  I 
hain't  no  durned  fool." 

Old  Grizzly  turned  his  savage  steed  to  tht 
right-about,  and  left  the  surprised  and  deeply- 
impressed  Indians  gazing  after  him  with  con* 
siderable  awe. 

Up  the  hillside  they  saw  him  go  and  disap- 
pear; but  just  at  sunset  he  reappeared  upon 
the  edge  of  the  cliff,  standing  upright,  and 
with  arms  stretched  forth  and  upward  as 
though  in  prayer. 

CHAPTER  XVIL 

A  BIG  SCARE. 

WHEN  Old  Grizzly  reached  the  cliff,  th« 
very  spot  from  whence  a  few  hours  before  he 
had  reconnoitered  the  Indian  village,  he  stepped 
forward,  leaving  Sampson  in  the  bac>  £?ound, 
and  went  through  a  number  of  ridiculous 
motions,  ending  them  by  apparently  praying. 

Then  he  stepped  back  in  the  thicket,  and  sat 
down  by  a  large  bundle  he  had  hidden  there 
before  going  to  the  camp. 

"Waal,  ef  I  hain't  goin'  ter  skeer  them  In. 
juns  this  night,  then  I  hope  Sampson  may 
chaw  me  up  fer  elk  meat." 

With  this  the  hunter  laughed  aloud,  and 
with  evident  relish. 

"  They  calls  me  Old  Grizzly,  'case  my  ha'r 
are  gray,  but  thet  are  no  sign  o'  age  or  wis- 
dom, tho'  it  are  ther  latter  in  my  case,  seein'  as 
I  are  jist  forty,  an'  are  as  wise  as  a  owl,  as 
them  Injuns  shell  diskiver. 

"Fust  an' foremost  this  leetle  tech  o' rheu- 
matiz  I  hes  in  my  j'ints,  tells  me  thar  are  ter 
be  a  thunder  storm  this  night  o'  our  Lord. 

"Ag'in,  I  were  wise  enough  when  in  Miner 
City  ter  parchase  suthin'  nobody  else  bed  any 
use  fer,  an'  them  were  these,  which  I  though* 
w'u'd  help  me  in  my  animile  biz." 

As  he  spoke  he  unrolled  the  bundle,  a  large 
buffalo  robe,  and  a  number  of  rockets  of 
various  kinds  were  displayed. 

Then  he  unfastened  a  bear  robe,  and  what 
should  be  revealed  but  a  tavern  gong  and 
drummer. 

"  Waal,  thet  storeman  told  me  them  rockets 
were  brought  over  fer  ther  sogers  ter  celebrate 
ther  Fourth  o'  July,  but  never  reached  'em,  as 
ther  wagons  was  stolen,  an'  he  brought  ther 
lot  in,  'spectin'  ter  make  a  f  ortin. 

"  But  he  slipped  up,  an*  I  got  ther  lot  fer  a 
twenty. 

"  Ther  gong  he  bed  bought  on  speculation; 
an' sold  it  to  ther  landlord;  but  ther  fust  time 
it  were  sounded  fer  dinner  ther  miners  thought 
it  were  a  yarthquake,  an'  it  skeert  'em  so  thet 
they  swore  they'd  kill  the  bash-house  cap'n  ef 
he  didn't  dispose  of  it. 

"He  sold  it  back  to  the*  Jtoreman,  and  I 
thought  it  w'u'd  be  jist  young  thunder  in  these 
heur  ojountinf,  an;  I'll  try  it  on 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


"Ef  it  don't  skeer  them  Injuns,  then  Til 
emigrate  ter  ther  Sierras,  an'  run  ther  mena- 
gerie biz  thar. 

"  But  I  are  afeerd  it  will  skeer  old  Sampson 
lean  out  o'  his  skin,  so  I'll  explain  it  to  him, 
er  he  hes  got  ter  be  in  ther  panoramer  ter- 
night" 

The  hunter  next  unrolled  a  piece  of  white 
•heeting,  and  with  his  knife,  cut  it  into  what 
shape  he  desired,  and  then  fastened  it  together 
with  a  needle,  which  he  never  went  without. 

When  completed  the  sheeting  had  been  trans- 
formed into  a  huge  garment,  large  enough  to 
fully  envelope  Sampson. 

It  was  now  dark,  and,  with  the  quiet,  mat- 
ter-of-fact way  peculiar  to  him,  Old  Grizzly 
sat  down  to  his  frugal  supper,  giving  a  haunch 
of  venison  to  his  savage  companion,  with  the 
remark: 

"  Yer  kin  eat  ther  rest  o'  thet  deer  I  kilt  ter- 
morrer,  Sam,  fer  yer  hes  got  ter  act  ter -night, 
an'  yer  can't  do  yerself  justice  oa  a  full  stom- 
ach." 

He  then  led  the  bear  to  the  edge  of  the  cliff 
and  chained  him  securely  to  the  stump  of  an 
old  lightning-riven  pine. 

Then  he  got  his  gong  and  touched  it  up 
softly,  until  he  got  the  brute  accustomed  to  the 
sound. 

Next  he  built  a  very  small  fire,  keeping  the 
blaze  sheltered  behind  a  rock,  and  laying  his 
rockets  put  in  order,  he  attached  a  fiery  wheel 
to  the  pine  stump. 

A  whirl-igig  was  fastened  to  the  limb  of  a 
tree,  just  over  the  fire,  and  the  shooting-stick 
rockets,  some  two  score  in  number  were  placed 
just  at  hand. 

"Come,  Sampson,  an'  do  yer  duty,"  he  said 
and  he  put  the  white  garment  upon  the  huga 
beast. 

"Now  stand  up,  sir." 

The  bear  obeyed. 

"  Stretch  out  yer  arms,  like  a  parson  givin' 
benediction,  Sampson." 

The  grizzly  again  obeyed. 

' '  Now  stan*  thar  until  I  dismiss  ther  camp- 
meetin'." 

Goin'  back  to  the  fire,  Old  Grizzly  took  up 
his  gong  and  fastened  it  to  a  swinging  branch, 
attaching  the  drummer  by  a  cord,  so  that  he 
could  get  hold  of  it  easily.  \ 

Then  he  began  to  let  it  roll  forth  its  terrific 
racket. 

At  first  slowly,  and  gradually  getting  louder 
and  louder  until  it  was  deafening,  and  could 
be  heard  all  over  the  Indian  village,  and  echoed 
again  and  again  against  the  mountain  sides 
cad  up  tbe  canyon. 

Still  beating  with  one  hand,  with  the  other 
he  seized  a  stick  rocket,  thrust  the  end  into  the 
fire,  and  sent  the  fiery  dart  flying  through  the 
heavens. 

Sampson  gave  a  startled  howl,  but  did  not 


move  from  his  upright  position,  and  a  stem 
command  from  the  hunter  quieted  him. 

Then  another  rocket  was  set  off,  and  an- 
other, the  gong  still  kept  going,  and  next  the 
fiery  wheel  and  whirl-i-gig  were  jet  going, 
and  springing  back  to  his  place  of  concealment, 
Old  Grizzly  began  anew  on  his  gong,  and  con- 
tinued sending  off  his  stick  rockets. 

It  was  certainly  a  weird,  startling  sight, 
there  in  that  wilderness,  and  upon  that  wild 
crag  far  above  the  valley,  with  the  huge  bear 
seeming  like  some  giant  spirit  of  the  clouds, 
covered  as  he  was  in  white,  and  with  his  fore 
legs  extended,  growling  in  terror,  and  moving 
uneasily,  yet  more  afraid  of  his  master,  and 
still  keeping  his  position. 

Then,  too,  the  fiery  arrows  from  the  stick 
rockets,  the  wheel  of  fire,  and  the  zig-zag  mo- 
tions of  the  fuses  in  the  tree,  together  with  the 
roaring  gong,  made  up  a  scene  sublimely 
awful  and  terrific  to  the  superstitious  Indians, 
whose  cries  reached  the  ears  of  the  hunter, 
causing  him  to  dance  with  glee. 

Suddenly  the  fiery  arrows  ceased,  the  wheel 
of  fire  and  whirl-i-gig  went  out  as  though 
doused  in  water,  the  gong  racket  ended  and  all 
was  silent  on  the  cliff. 

"Waal,  Sampson,  we  hev  did  nobly,  an' 
yer  shell  chaw  on  thet  other  haunch  o'  venzon 
jist  ter  calm  yer  narves,  fer  yer  were  skeert 
an'  no  mistake. 

But  we  hev  did  ther  biz,  an'   now  must 


take  a  back  seat  while  ther  Great  Spirit 

loose  his  arrers  o'  lightnin'  and  speaks,  fer  ther  \ 

storm  are  a-breakin'." 

Hardly  had  the  hunter  gained  shelter  be- 
neath a  shelving  rock  for  himself,  when 
there  came  a  peal  of  terrific  thunder  that  fairly 
shook  the  cliff,  and  rolling  up  the  valley 
sounded  like  the  roar  of  a  hundred  guns. 

But  wrapping  himself  in  his  robes,  and  with 
Sampson  crouching  near,  Old  Grizzly  laid 
down  and  sunk  to  sleep,  wholly  unmindful  of 
the  raging  storm.  _ 

CHAPTER  XVHL 

THE  RUSK  A  SUCCESS  —  WHAT  THE  FIREWORKS 
ACCOMPLISHED. 

WITH  the  very  first  glimmer  of  day  Old 
Grizzly  awoke. 

Sampson  lay  quietly  by  his  side,  and  both 
were  as  dry  as  though  they  had  spent  the 
night  in  doors,  for  the  rain  had  not  beaten  in 
under  the  rock. 

"  Gome,  Sampson,  we  hev  ter  be  on  ther 
trot,  as  soon  as  I  hev  destroyed  ther  evidinces 
thet  we  is  two  darned  big  frauds,  plaj'in1 
Great  Spirit  an'  sich  with  fire-rockets,  gongs 
an'  yer  genteel  garinint  I  made  yer. 

"  I  are  ready  now,  so  come  along," 

The  saddle  was  thrown  on  the  bear,  the 
rocket  sacks  were  put  in  the  fire  to  burn  Uft 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


and  down  the  mountain  aide  clambered  the' 
bear  and  his  master. 

It  was  a  very  evident  fact  to  Old  Grizzly  j 
that  there  had  not  been  much  sleep  in  the  | 
Indian    village  that  night,   and    he    laughed 
heartily  over  the  fright  he  had  given  them. 

"  Thar  they  is,  ther  warriors  all  around  ther 
council-lodge,  an'  ther  squaws  gabbin'  at  ther 
tepees  same  as  wimmins  allus  will  gab,  even 
when  thar  is  nothin'  goin'  on. 

"  Waal,  I  hev  given  ther  meetin'  a  surprise- 
party,  an'  now  I  guesses  thet  boy  won't  die." 

In  a  little  while  Old  Grizzly,  mounted  on  his  \ 
bear,  trotted  up  to  m  where  Black  Cloud  stood 
with  some  of  his  warriors  around  him. 

All  looked  anxious,  and  certainly  none  of 
them  had  had  the  hardihood  to  sleep  any  after 
the  scenes  of  the  past  night,  for  the  thunder 
storm  did  not  blow  itself  out  until  after  mid- 
night. 

"Waal,  Black  Cloud,  did  yer  see  any  sign 
from  ther  Great  Spirit,  thet  ther  pale-face  cap- 
tive are  not  ter  be  hurted?" 

Old  Grizzly  asked  the  question  with  an  inno- 
cence that  was  remarkable,  while  as  he  drew 
near  the  warriors  gave  way  before  him,  ac 
much  in  terror  of  him,  if  not  more  than  of 
the  bear. 

"  The  White  Death  has  talked  with  a  straight 
tongue,  for  the  Great  Spirit  has  spoken  to  his 
red  children,"  said  the  chief  in  his  dignified 
tones,  yet  keeping  a  little  further  off  from  the 
hunter  than  he  had  the  day  before,  for  now  he 
did  look  upon  him  as  indeed  the  Evil  Spirit  of 
the  Mountain. 

"  Yas,  I  thought  he'd  hev  suthin'  ter  say  o' 
a  pleasant  kind. 

"  Did  he  show  hisself,  Black  Cloud?" 

"The  White  Death  has  spoken,  for  the 
Great  Spirit  stood  on  the  edge  of  the  cliff  with 
arms  outstretched  above  his  red  children." 

"Yas,  I  bed  an  idee  he  w'u'd  show  hisself  ter 
this  lovin'  flock  o'  his'n,  so  I  lay  low;  but  he 
wasn't  mad  a  bit,  were  he?" 

"  The  Great  Spirit  was  angry  with  his  red 
children." 

"Like  as  not,  fer  they  does  a  heap  ter  rile 
him,  but  he'll  git  over  his  mad  when  yer  gives 
up  ther  boy  ter  me." 

Instantly  Black  Cloud  turned  to  two  of  his 
warriors  and  bade  them  go  to  the  strong  lodge 
and  fetch  the  captive. 

In  a  few  minutes  they  returned,  leading  the 
prisoner  with  them,  and  he  limped,  as  though 
lame  from  the  bonds  that  had  been  drawn 
fcight  around  his  ankles. 

He  was  pale,  but  wore  a  fearless  look,  and 
,?ne  glance  into  his  face  showed  Old  Grizzly 
that  he  had  not  been  wrong  in  his  surmise  that 
it  was  the  Boy  Gambler,  known  as  Diamonds 
in  Miner's  City. 

"Yas,  it  were  jist  what  I  hed  expected  I 
Wolf  told  me  ther  kind  o'  look  ther  boy  l 


hed;   it  are  Freddy  Townsend,  an'  no  mto 
take." 

The  boy  started  as  he  saw  the  hunter  and  * 
smile  passed  over  his  face,  while  he  seemed 
about  to  speak,  but  checked  bis  words  at  a 
warning  glance  from  Old  Grizzly,  who  said: 

"Waal,  Boy  Pard,  thet  Great  Spirit  her 
said  ter  Black  Cloud,  ther  great  Cheyenne 
chief,  thet  yer  is  not  ter  die,  an'  I  hev  come  ter 
take  yer  away. 

"  Yer  is  a  leetle  lame,  I  sees,  so  jist  mount 
on  old  Sampson,  an'  I  do  ther  walkin'." 

Without  the  slightest  hesitation,  and  unmind- 
ful of  the  growl  Sampson  gave  at  this  change 
of  riders,  Diamonds  sprung  into  the  saddle,  and 
Old  Grizz'y?  after  a  few  words  of  farewell  to 
Black  Cloud,  turned  and  walked  away,  th« 
bear  keeping  close  to  his  side. 

"Waal,  lad,  yer  got  nabbed  by  ther  red,  I 
see,"  said  the  hunter,  as  they  left  the  Indian 
village,  under  the  awed  gaze  of  even  the  small- 
est pappoose. 

"  Yes,  I  was  seeking  you,  old  man,  to  thank 
you  for  killing  Sanford,  and  say  how  much 
you  disappointed  me,  for  I  had  sworn  to  kill 
him  or  be  killed." 

"  It  is  better  as  it  are,  Boy  Pard;  but  yer  in 
game  ter  come  alone  inter  these  heur  moun- 
tains." 

"Oh!  I  knew  that  you  dwelt  here,  and  lam 
a  good  border  man,  if  I  am  young,  and  expect- 
ed to  be  able  to  dodge  the  red-skins  and  find 
you. 

"  But  they  jumped  me  and  you  found  me, 
and  if  you  had  not  saved  me  I'd  have  gone 
nnder. 

"  But  in  the  name  of  goodness,  old  man, 
how  did  you  raise  all  that  rumpus  last  night!*1 

Old  Grizzly  laughed  heartily,  and  asked: 

"  Was  ther  Injuns  skeert?" 

"  Beared?  That  is  no  name  for  it,  and  for 
awhile  I  too  thought  the  world  was  coming  to 
an  end. 

"  But  then  I  recognized  the  rockets  and  got 
them  down  fine;  but  what  you  made  the  racket 
with  nobody  could  tell." 

Again  Old  Grizzly  laughed,  and,  having 
reached  the  top  of  the  hill,  he  drew  forth  his 
gong  from  its  concealment,  and  Diamonds 
joined  him  in  the  laugh. 

"Now,  boy,  what  is  ter  be  did?" 

"Oh!  I  have  come  to  pay  you  a  visit  of  • 
few  weeks,  and  then  I  am  going  back  home  to 
lead  a  good  life,  for  I  have  only  gambled  to 
hunt  down  Roy  Sanford. 

"  Am  I  welcome,  old  man?" 

"  Say,  young  'un,  wasn't  I  months  in  ye» 
lather's  house,  an'  welcome,  an'  ef — " 

"Hal  I  have  it;  you  are  Hunter  Adams,* 
cried  the  youth. 

"Yas,  I  are  him  thet  were  Hunter  Adams, 
but  now  I  are  calt  Old  Grizzly  Adams,  B'ar 
Tamer,  Aniraile  Killer,  White  Death,  tbtt 


84 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Monarch  o'  ther  Mountains,  axi'  whatever  else 
I'll  git  ter  be  ther  good  Lori  only  knows. 

"  C«m  •,  boy,  an   I'll  take  yer  ter  my  den  an* 
•Low  yer  my  menagerie." 


CHAPTER  XIX. 

A  BRUSH  WITH  BOAD-AGENT*. 

FOR  several  months  did  the  youth,  whom 
the  hunter  had  so  well  befriended,  remain  a 
puest  in  the  lone  cabin  in  the  canyon;  but  at 
last  he  determined  to  return  to  his  home  in  the 
East,  save  what  be  could  from  his  fortune  and 
go  to  work. 

As  there  were  purchases  he  wished  to  make, 
OldG.izzly  went  with  him  to  Miner's  City, 
the  two  riding  mustangs,  which  formed  a  pare 
of  the  old  hunter's  "  faintly,"  as  he  called  all 
the  dwellers  in  the  canyon. 

They  had  reached  the  mountain  stage-road, 
some  miles  from  Mirier's  City,  and  were  riding 
leisurely  along,  when  they  heard  the  rumble 
of  wheels  approaching. 

"It  are  ther  overland  hearse,"  said  Old 
Grizzly. 

Hardly  had  he  spoken  when  suddenly  there 
vrsfr  heard  a  stern  voice  crying: 
-    *•  Halt  that  coach,  or  diel 

"Up  with  your  hands  1" 

The  rumble  of  wheels  ceased,  and  the  old 
hunter  and  the  youth  looked  at  each  other,  and 
both  knew  what  it  meant. 

The  one  who  had  issued  the  stern  and  threat- 
ening command  could  not  be  more  than  a  hun- 
dred yards  from  them,  around  a  bend  in  the 
road,  for  there  were  heard  other  voices,  evi- 
dently talking  in  great  excitement. 

"  Road-agints,"  said  Grizzly  Adams. 

"Let  us  bounce  them  then,"  quickly  replied 
the  youth. 

'•  Tbet  are  the  bill  o'  fare;  come,  Boy  Pard." 

With  this  the  two  rode  forward  slowly,  so 
that  their  approach  could  not  be  heard,  and  the 
next  moment  dashed  round  the  bend  at  full 
speed,  their  pistols  in  their  hands. 

A  thrilling  scene  presented  itself,  for  there 
•tood  in  the  road  a  stage-coach  and  six  horses, 
and  the  driver  on  the  box  was  holding  his 
bands  above  his  head. 

Before  the  leaders  stood  a  rough-looking  vil- 
lain in  a  black  mask,  and  upon  each  side  of  the 
Btage-coach  were  two  more,  heavily  armed. 

The  doors  of  the  vehicle  were  open,  and  a 
sixth  form  was  visible  on  the  step  of  the  coach 
and  evidently  robbing  the  passengers. 

Two  shots,  ringing  out  together  almost,  was 
the  first  knowledge  the  road-agents  had  of  dan- 
ger, or  the  passe  ugers  of  succor. 

And  with  those  two  shots  two  road-agents 
fell  dead. 

The  next  instant  Old  Grizzly  and  his  Boy 
|»ard  da&lj*d  right  in  upon  the  scene,  and  for 


an  instant  there  was  a  rapid  rattle  of  re» 
volvers. 

Then  the  fight  ended,  and  the'  road -agent 
and  one  of  his  men  bad  bounded  into  the 
thicket  and  escaped,  leaving  four  of  their  com- 
rades behind  them  dead. 

"  The  driver  had  gathered  up  his  reins  once 
more,  and  half  a  dozen  frightened  faces  peered 
out  of  the  coach  upon  their  brave  rescuers. 

"Waal,  pards,  we  owes  yer  suthin',"  said 
the  driver,  addressing  Old  Grizzly. 

"  Yer  are  mistook,  pard,  f  er  we  enjoyed  ther  , 
cirkiss  as  far  as  it  went.  JL 

"I  hopes  tbarare  no  damage  did  ter  car- 
kisses  an'  pusses?" 

"  Thanks  to  you,  my  man,  and  your  brave 
young  friend,  we  are  safe,  and  our  money  is 
too,  for  those  rascals  left  the  booty  they  de- 
manded of  us,"  said  a  handsome  old  gentleman 
in  the  coach,  who  sat  on  the  back  seat  with  a 
lovely  young  girl  evidently  his  daughter. 

"  Waal,  you  kin  drive  on,  an'  we'll  do  ther 
sarvice  over  these  heur  dead  folks,"  and  Old 
Grizzly  pointed  to  the  dead  road -agents. 

The  elderly  gentleman  said  something  in  a 
low  tone  to  his  fellow-passengers,  which  all 
assented  to,  and  then  turning  to  Old  Grizzly, 
he  continued: 

"  I  hope,  my  man,  that  you  and  your  young 
friend  will  accept  a  purse  of  gold  from  us  for 
your  gallant — " 

"  Hold  on  jist  thar,  old  pard,  fer  yer  means 
well,  but  is  durnedly  off  yer  base  ef  yer  t'muks 
Old  Grizzly  Adams,  of  ther  Rocky  Mountains,  V 
an'  his  Boy  Pard,  is  a-goin'  ter  take  yaller 
metal  fer  doin'  ther  squar'  thing  fer  feller-hu- 
mans in  distress. 

"  I  is  ugly-lookin',  I  knows,  but  I  are  white 
an'  gquar',  an'  as  fer  thet  youngster,  he  are 
clean  grit  to  ther  heart. 

"We  mout  luk  thro'  ther  pockets  o' ther 
dead  agints,  but  we  don't  take  no  -nan's,  or 
wimmins',  dust  fer  doin'  our  dooty. 

"  You  kin  drive  on,  pard." 

It  was  evident  that  Old  Grizzly's  honest  re- 
fusal of  the  money  made  a  good  impression; 
but  before  a  reply  could  be  made,  the  driver, 
anxious  to  get  in  on  time,  cracked  his  whip 
and  the  coach  rolled  rapidly  away. 

Without  looking  after  it,  even,  the  hunter 
dismounted  and  tore  the  mask  from  the  dead 
face  nearest  to  him. 

"  Pard,  this  are  ther  very  gerloot  as  dropped 
his  shooter  on  you  ther  night  o'  yer  row  with 
Banford." 

"  And  here  is  tho  young  sport  I  saw  trying 
to  rope  you  into  a  game  of  cards  with  him, 
and  who  was  a  perfect  black-leg,"  said  the 
youth,  removing  a  m^i;  fro;n  another  one  of 
the  dead  road  agents. 

"  It  are  fer  a  faul ;  waui.  I  are  even  witfc 
him  now..* 


Old  Grizzly  Adams*  the  Bear  Tamer. 


8ft 


An  examination  of  the  pockets  of  the  road* 
•gents  revealed  the  fact,  from  several  letters 
iound  on  one  of  the  men,  that  Roy  Sanford 
bad  been  a  secret  member  of  the  band  of  rob- 
bers. 

The  bodies  were  hastily  burie.1,  as  well  as 
was  possible,  in  some  crevices  of  the  rocks,  and 
mounting  their  horses  the  two  friends  rode  on 
to  Miner's  City.  _ 

CHAPTER  XX 

GRIZZLY  AND  THE   GAMBLERS. 


arriving  in  Miner's  City,  Old  Grizzly 
and  Diamonds  put  up  at  the  Valley  View 
Hotel,  and  found  themselves  heroes  in  a  very 
short  time,  for  the  next  stage  in  brought  the 
news  of  the  road-agents'  attack,  haviug  met 
the  vehicle  that  had  been  halted  by  the  rob- 
bers. 

Then  too,  Old  Grizzly's  fame  was  spreading 
like  wild-fire,  for  friendly  Indians  had  told 
marvelous  stories  regarding  him,  and  he  was 
by  no  means  forgotten  in  Miner's  City  atter  his 
duel  with  Roy  Sanford. 

Two  days  did  young  Townsend  remain  in  the 
town,  and  then  bidding  farewell  to  his  old 
friend,  took  an  eastern  bound  stage  for  home, 
his  heart  at  rest,  after  feeling  that  the  wrong 
done  him,  and  those  he  loved,  bad  been 
avenged. 

After  waving  a  last  farewell  to  the  youth, 
Old  Grizzly  made  what  purchases  he  needed, 
.Mid  then  went  up  to  Luck's  Retreat,  where  he 
readily  got  into  a  game  of  cards  with  a  couple 
*f  gamblers,  which  resulted  in  his  being  a  wiser 
*nd  a  poorer  man. 

Putting  his  pack  of  purchases  upon  the  mus- 
ing which  the  youth  had  ridden,  Old  Grizzly 
f<?t  out  upon  his  return,  and  without  adventure 
•  cached  his  den,  where  he  found  that  Wild 
Wolf  had  faithfully  taken  care  of  the  mena- 
gerie. 

For  some  months  the  old  hunter  and  bis 
Indian  companion  devoted  themselves  wholly 
co  laying  up  stores  for  the  animals  in  the  win- 
ter, and  also  in  adding  to  the  collection  of  wild 
beasts,  until  the  canyon  did  indeed  contain  a 
menagerie,  as  even  a  skunk  had  been  caught 
and  placed  among  the  queer  assortment  of 
brute  and  bird  creation. 

Going  again  to  the  mining  camp  for  his  win- 
ter stores,  Old  Grizzly  met  his  two  adversaries 
In  the  game  of  cards,  and,  unfortunately  for 
himself  played  with  them  before  he  made  his 
purchases. 

The  result  was  that  he  was  cleaned  out  of 
every  dollar  he  had  with  him,  and  not  able  to 
get  what  things  he  wanted,  he  was  forced  to 
return  to  his  mountain  home,  get  together  his 
furs  and  skins,  and  return  to  Miner's  City  to 
ftnd  a  market  for  them. 

Be  bad  not  been  able  to  detect  the  two  Am- 


cheating him,  %nd  It  was  well  for  them 
i  that  he  did  not;  but  he  felt  assured  that  to 
i  was  cheated,  even  if  several  who  felt  most 
friendly  toward  him  had  not  told  him  that  he 
had  been  defrauded  of  his  money  by  two  ot  the 
worst  card  sharps  in  the  mines. 

"  I  hev  time,  afore  ther  winter  sets  in,  ter 
git  back,  an'  return  with  a  leetle  more  dust, 
ter  git  what  I  wants  ter  purchis,  an'  mayhap  I 
may  hev  enough  over  ter  tackle  'em  fer  an- 
other shuffle  of  them  keerds,"  said  Old  Grizzly, 
to  the  landlord  of  the  Valley  View  Hotel. 

"  I  can  lend  you  what  you  want,  Grizzly 
Adams,  until  you  come  down  from  the  moun- 
tains in  the  spring,"  said  the  landlord. 

"  I  thanks  yer,  cap'n,  but  I  never  borrert 
anything  more  valuable  than  a  chaw  o'  ter- 
backy  when  I  hes  ther  teeth-ache,  an'  thet  are 
seldom,  fer  I  doesn't  chaw  myself  as  a  reg'lar 
diet. 

"  Then,  ef  I  got  kilt,  an'  it  are  likely,  bein' 
as  I  are  livin'  a  leetle  dangersome  life,  yer 
w'u'd  lose  yer  money. 

"  No,  I  goes  back  an'  gits  what  will  fetch 
ther  dust,  an'  I  hes  a  fortin'  in  pelts,  I  kin 
sw'ar. 

"  When  I  comes  back,  I'll  see  ef  them  keerd 
sharps  plays  me  fer  a  durned  old  mountair 
fool,  an'  I'll  be  back  afore  snow  falls." 

True  to  his  word  Old  Grizzly  was  soon  back 
again  in  Miner's  City. 

He  arrived  by  night,  and  the  landlord  of  fc^* 
hotel  gave  him  his  old  quarters,  and  readily 
paid  him  a  good  price  for  the  dressed  skius  and 
furs  he  brought  with  him. 

The  next  day  he  visited  the  stores  and  made 
his  purchases,  and,  as  he  had  expected,  waa 
dogged  by  the  two  gamblers. 

"  Now  don't  yer  be  afeerd  I'll  spend  all  my 
dust,  fer  I  is  detarmined  notter,  as  I  is  coufidint 
luck  will  change  with  me,  an'  I  is  anxious  ter 
tackle  yer  all  fer  a  game  ter-night. 

"  It  may  be  a  leetle  late,  seein'  as  bow  III 
be  gittin'  my  packs  ready  ter  start  back,  but 
I'll  be  thar,  so  don't  yer  fear,  an'  I  guess  I'll 
win  suthin'." 

"  I  have  no  doubt  of  it,  old  friend;  luck  la 
bound  to  change  you  know." 

"  Yes,  I  feel  a  little  shaky  about  risking  a 
large  sum  with  you  in  a  game  to-night,  for  the 
third  time  comes  the  turn,  old  pard,"  added 
the  other. 

"Waal,  you  all  hes  played  keerds  enough 
ter  know,  an'  I'll  be  thar." 

The  two  gamblers  went  to  the  Luck's  Re- 
treat that  night,  chuckling  over  their  antici- 
pated harvest  of  gold. 

They  had  cheated  Grizzly  Adams  shamefully, 
with  marked  and  double  cards,  and  though  a 
good  player  he  could  not  guard  against  their 
combined  hand. 

Unable  to  detect  them  he  bad  gambled  OF* 
tintfl  fcis  money  was  all  gone, 


Old  Grizzly  Adams*  the  Bear  Tamer. 


Anxiously  the  two  watched  the  front  door, 
lor  the  appearance  of  tLeir  victim. 

They  had  secured  a  table  at  one  end  of  the 
room,  and  up  in  a  corner  near  a  side  door, 
upon  which  they  did  not  keep  their  eyes,  and 
only  turned  toward  it,  as  a  general  hum  and 
commotion  annou  ced  that  something  of  an 
important  nature  !  ad  happened  in  that  direc- 
tion. 

With  startled  cries  they  sprung  to  their  feet 
At  what  they  saw. 

And  no  wonder,  for  Old  Grizzly  had  sudden- 
ly entered  the  side  door,  and  he  was  by  no 
means  alone. 

His  comrades  were  two  in  number,  and  none 
other  than  the  largest  kind  of  grizzly  bears. 

One  was  Sampson,  the  other  Goliath,  and 
they  looked  it. 

The  two  gamblers  would  have  fled  in  terror, 
but  they  were  truthfully  "cornered,"  and 
dared  not  attempt  to  dash  by  those  huge 
paws. 

As  for  Grizzly  Adams,  he  was  calm  and 
•miling,  and  said  in  the  blandest  way: 

"  Pards,  I  hev  come." 

"  What  the  devil  did  you  bring  those  sav- 
age brutes  along  for?"  growled  one  of  the 
gamblers. 

"Oh!  they  is  gentle  as  lambs,  an'  they  loves 
ter  look  on  while  I  play  keerds. 

"  Stan'  thar,  Sampson;  an'  you,  Goliath,  jist 
•tan'  thar,  while  I  take  this  heur  cha'r,  an'  hev 
a  nice  lee  tie  game  o'  cards  with  these  heur 
gents." 

"  I  can  never  play  with  those  beasts  looking 
at  me." 

"  I'll  expect  to  be  swallowed  any  minute," 
put  in  the  other. 

"Pards,  yer  is  skittish,  for  them  animileg 
minds  me  prime;  ef  yer  don't  believe  it,  I  kin 
show  yer,  fer  ef  I  says  so,  they'll  grab  yer, 
squeeze  yer  a  loetle,  an'  let  yer  go  'ithout 
hurtin'  of  yer. 

"Shall  I  try  'eml" 

"No,  thank  you." 

"We'll  take  your  word  for  it,"  said  the 
gamblers. 

"  Then  let  ther  game  go  on." 

The  gamblers  sat  down  again,  though  in  a 
•ullen  manner,  and  the  interested  spectators 
gazed  from  a  distance,  which  merely  lent  en- 
chantment to  the  scene,  with  Sampson  and 
Goliath  as  the  central  figures  in  it. 

Old  Grizzly  took  his  seat,  and  just  behind, 
and  upon  each  side  of  his  chair  stood  the  two 
enormous  brutes,  licking  their  chops  appetiz- 
ingly  by,  and  looking  diabolically  savage. 

The  hunter  put  down  his  pile  of  money,  the 
gamblers  covered  it,  and  the  game  began. 

As  a  matter  of  course  it  was  won  by  the 
treating  sharpers. 

Old  Grizzly  said  nothing  bat  merely  smiled, 


and  a  second  and  a  third  game  ended  tfee  same 
way. 

Then  the  hunter  drew  out  quite  a  large  bag 
of  gold,  and  said  slowly: 

"  In  that  bag  are  jist  ther  amount  yer  he§ 
won  from  me  ter-night,  an'  ther  two  times 
afore. 

"  An'  I  bets  it  now  ag'in'  ther  same  amount 
for  you  to  put  up. 

'"Does  yer  do  it?" 

The  eyes  of  the  gamblers  fairly  glittered 
With  delight. 

They  were  only  too  anxious  to  oblige  the 
great  hunter,  they  said. 

The  money  was  all  placed  on  the  table,  and 
then  Grizzly  Adams  threw  a  fresh  pack  of 
cards  down,  and  said  in  his  quiet  way: 

"We  plays  with  them  keerds,  now,  an', 
keerd  sharps,  we'll  know  ef  thar  are  any  cheat- 
in'  in  this  heur  xeetle  game,  an'  these  two  b'ar 
pards  o  mine  kin  jedge,  fer  they  hes  hinted 
ter  me  thet  thar  war  blackleg  biz  goin'  on. 

"  Now,  sharps,  it  are  my  deal  an'  heur 
goes,  an'  Goliath,  you  an'  Sampson  keep  yer 
eyes  skint." 

The  two  gamblers  were  fairly  caught. 

They  dared  not  refuse  to  play,  for  the  eye 
of  every  man  in  the  room  was  upon  them. 

With  honest  cards  they  might  win;  but  it 
was  better  even  to  lose  the  money  than  back 
down  now. 

In  fact  they  could  see  by  the  face  of  Old 
Grizzly  that  he  would  force  them  to  play. 

Had  he  been  alouo.  they  would  have  picked 
a  quarrel  with  him  and  then  tried  conclusions 
with  him. 

But,  with  those  fierce  beasts  staring  them  in 
the  face,  it  was  not  to  be  thought  of. 

One  glanced  at  the  other,  and  a  significant 
look  passed  between  them. 

Then  one  spoke,  and  in  an  injured  tone: 

"You  seem  to  doubt  us,  old  man;  but  we 
forgive  you,  as  it  is  hard  to  lose  your  money. 

'•  But  try  again,  and  luck  might  change  this 
time." 

"Yes,  try  again,  old  pard,"  put  in  the 
other. 

"  Thet  is  jist  what  I  sed  we  was  ter  do,  so 
heur  goes." 

Quietly  Old  Grizzly  dealt  the  cards,  and, 
after  a  close  game  he  ended  the  winner. 

He  raked  the  money  into  his  bag,  and  at- 
tached it  to  bis  belt. 

"  What,  hain't  yer  going  to  give  us  another 
chance,  old  man!"  cried  one  of  the  pair. 

"  Yes,  don't  be  mean,  but  let  us  have  an- 
other game,"  said  the  other. 

"Thet  are  jist  what  I  intends  ter  do,  but  it 
won't  be  adzactly  a  game  o'  keerds. 

**  I  hes  heerd  thar  is  one  thousan'  dollars  a 
bead  offered  fer  any  o'  the  gang  o'  road  agents 
thet  robs  ther  Overland  coaches,  an'.  I  drawed 


Old  Grizzly  Adams,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


(u>me  reward  on  one  I  fetched  in  las'  night,  an 
he  gived  me  ther  names  o'  two  more. 

"Tber  names  were  Ike  Dunn,  an*  Ben  Buck, 
an'  you  is  thercuaps—  Eye  'em,  b'ars." 

The  men  had  sprung  to  their  feet  at  his 
words;  but  when  he  spoke  to  the  bears,  their 
terrific  growls  had  made  them  shrink  down 
again,  and  then  they  saw  that  Old  Grizzly 
covered  them  with  his  revolvers. 

A  crowd  of  the  kind  of  which  those  in  the 
Luck's  Retreat  were  composed,  is  always 
fickle  and  fond  of  excitement,  and  almost  in- 
stantly the  cry  arose  to  string  the  road-agents 
up  to  the  nearest  tree. 

In  vain  they  cried  for  mercy,  no  mercy  was 
given,  and,  with  the  one  wht  m  Old  Grizzly 
had  captured  on  his  way  back  to  Miner's  City, 
and  who  was  taken  from  the  log  jail,  they 
were  dragged  to  the  nearest  trees,  and  hanged 
without  judge,  jury,  or  loss  of  time. 

Old  Grizzly  waited  until  the  next  day  and 
drew  his  reward  for  the  capture  of  the  road- 
agents,  and  then,  with  Sampson  and  Goliath 
loaded  down  with  stores  he  had  purchased,  set 
off  on  his  return  to  his  mountain  retreat. 


'  CHAPTER  XXI. 

A.  FIGHT  IN   A   SNOW-STORM. 

ALTHOUGH  Old  Grizzly  Adams  had  been 
found  to  be  a  most  dangerous  person  to  deal 
with,  there  was  not  wanting,  in  a  wild  com- 
munity such  as  Miner's  City  boasted,  men  who 
would  take  any  risk  to  gain  money,  or  revenge, 
the  two  ruling  motives  that  seemed  to  govern 
the  denizens  of  that  reckless  camp. 

The  road-agents  bad  been  committing  many 
depredations  of  late  upon  the  stage  lines,  and 
travelers  going  alone,  or  in  squads,  had  been 
robbed  and  killed  in  many  cases,  and  it  was 
surmised  thao  the  outlaws  dwelt  in,  or  around 
Miner's  City. 

Certain  it  was  that  they  always  went  masked 
and  those  whom  Old  Grizzly  and  his  Boy  Pard 
had  unearthed,  had  proven  to  be  miners  from 
mist  vicinity,  and  whom  few  suspected  as 
being  other  than  idlers  and  gamblers. 

With  his  last  blow  at  the  road-agents,  Griz- 
«ly  Adams  became  a  marked  man  among  those 
that  remained,  and  there  was  a  plot  entered 
into  at  once  to  avenge  their  comrades  and  at 
the  same  time  make  a  rich  haul  of  money,  for 
they  knew  he  had  a  good  supply,  realized  from 
bis  furs,  won  back  from  the  two  gamblers  be 
had  played  with  that  night  at  Luck's  Retreat, 
and  which  would  be  paid  him  by  the  Stage 
Manager  the  following  morning,  as  a  reward 
for  the  road-agents  he  had  captured. 

The  members  of  the  outlaw  band  then  in 
Miner's  City  at  once  collected  together  and  held 
a  secret  council,  and  it  was  decided  that  the 
•id  hunter  must  die. 


Out  of  the  number,  three  of  the  most  de» 
perate  men  were  selected  to  do  the  work. 

They  were  cruel  wretches,  brave  as  lions,  in 
spite  of  their  evil  lives,  and  as  strong  as  giants, 
while  they  were  dead  shots  and  desperate  men 
with  the  revolver. 

Yet  they  dared  not  attack  Grizzly  Adami 
while  he  was  in  the  town,  so  left  for  the  moun- 
tains, armed  to  the  teeth,  to  waylay  him  on  nil 
way  home. 

They  knew  the  way  he  always  went,  but,  in 
case  he  should  return  by  another  trail,  a  com- 
rade was  to  ride  on  and  report,  and  then  they 
were  to  pursue  him,  even  if  they  went  to  his 
den. 

Leaving  Old  Grizzly  waiting  for  his  reward, 
the  three  desperadoes  left  Miner's  City  and 
took  up  their  position  in  a  lonely  defile  of  the 
mountain. 

It  was  a  place  well  suited  for  an  ambush, 
for  the  trail  ran  through  a  narrow  defile  of  the 
mountain,  with  here  and  there  huge  bowlders 
in  it,  which  had  fallen  from  the  sides  of  the 
cliff. 

The  pass  was  about  fifty  feet  wide,  the  bot- 
tom sandy,  and  a  man  who  went  into  a  trap 
there  laid  for  him  seemed  to  stand  no  possible 
chance  of  escape. 

In  waylaying  Old  Grizzly  the  outlaws  had 
not  forgotten  that  he  was  not  alone,  but  had 
with  him  two  most  dangerous  companions  in 
the  shape  of  the  bears. 

How  hard  it  was  to  kill  a  grizzly  they  well 
knew;  but  they  had  provided  themselves  with 
rifles  of  large  bore,  and  as  the  man  and  his 
savage  pets  came  along,  from  their  place  be- 
hind the  rocks  each  one  of  the  outlaws  was  to 
find  a  target,  two  at  the  bears,  the  third  at  the 
hunter. 

It  was  late  in  the  afternoon  when  Old  Griz- 
zly and  his  bears  came  along  and  reached  th» 


They  were  traveling  at  a  quick  trot,  for  it 
bad  commenced  to  snow,  and  the  hunter  knew 
the  danger  of  being  caught  in  a  storm  in  the 
mountains  far  from  shelter. 

Presently  over  the  rocks  peeped  three  rifle 
barrels,  but  the  quick  eye  of  Old  Grizzly 
caught  sight  of  them,  as  did  the  instinct  of  the 
bears  tell  them  that  danger  was  near. 

Down  dropped  the  hunter  to  the  ground,  and 
,  the  bullet  whizzed  over  his  head. 

A  second  rifle  snapped,  failing  to  go  off,  and 
the  third  bullet  alone  found  its  mark;  but, 
slightly  disconcerted  by  the  failure  of  his  com- 
rades, the  outlaw  fired  badly,  and  the  bullet 
merely  cut  through  the  fleshy  part  of  the  neck 
of  Sampson. 

Tten,  with  a  wild  yell,  Old  Grizzly  arose^ 
and  with  his  knife  severing  the  girths  that  held 
the  packs  on  the  bears,  called  out: 

'*  Come,  b'ars,  thar  are  mischief  brewin',  an' 
we  muse  dad  it  out." 


*8 


Old  Grizzly 


tto  Bear  Tamer. 


Completely  nonplused  by  their  failure  to 
kfll  at  the  first  fire,  the  outlaws  almost  lost 
their  nerve. 

But  where  they  had  come  jo  kill,  they  would 
not  back  down  then,  when  they  saw  that  the 
tables  were  turned  sufficiently  to  make  both 
sides  equal,  for  they  still  held  the  rocks,  and 
they  opened  heavily  with  their  revolvers,  hav- 
ing thrown  aside  their  riQ.es. 

Like  very  demons  •  /id  Grizzly  and  his  bears 
rustied  to  the  attack,  receiving  the  fire  of  their 
foes,  hurt  badly,  and  yet  pressing  on  until  the 
ambuscade  was  reached  and  carried. 

The  outlaws  then  saw  that  theirs  was  the 
greatest  danger,  and  with  a  parting  volley 
turned  to  fly. 

But  down  dropped  one  of  the  cut-throats 
under  a  blow  of  Sampson's  paw,  and  throwing 
himself  upon  a  second,  Old  Grizzly  drove  his 
knife  in  his  heart. 

The  third  outlaw  had  thus  far  managed  to 
escape  the  clutches  of  Goliath,  and  reaching  a 
rock,  could  have  gained  rapidly  by  scrambling 
up  the  steep  side  of  the  cliff. 

But  a  shot  from  the  hunter  broke  his  arm, 
and  he  fell  back  upon  the  rock,  yet  revengeful 
he  fired  a  last  time,  and  it  struck  Old  Grizzly  in 
the  head,  and  he  dropped  like  a  dead  man  in 
his  tracks,  just  as  Goliath  dragged  the  now 
shneking  wretch  back  into  the  canyon. 

Ife  was  fortunate  for  Grizzly  Adams  that  the 
bullet  fired  by  the  last  of  the  three  outlaws 
had  not  struck  him  more  squarely  in  the  head, 
for  his  death  would  have  bew  certain. 

As  it  was  it  had  glanced  on  bis  bard  skull 
and  stunned  him,  then  cut  its  way  along  the 
scalp. 

It  was  a  long  time,  however,  before  ho 
recovered  consciousness,  and  then  he  found  the 
*now  falling  heavily,  and  that  it  was  growing 
dark. 

Strong  breasted  as  he  was  he  grew  faint  at 
the  sight  that  presented  itself,  for  the  mangled 
bodies  of  the  three  outlaws  lay  near,  and  the 
was  crimsoned  with  their  blood. 

*  Ther   b'ars  hev  eat  'em  up,  or  I  are  a 


"Yas,  an'  thar  they  sit  holdin»  a  powwow 
over  me,  ter  see  ef  I  were  dead,  thet  they 
•o<mt  see  ef  my  meat  were  dif' rent  from  other 
fcJks's. 

"  Waal,  this  are  a  picklo  an'  no  mistake. 

*4 1  are  wounded  in  ther  bead,  an'  as  bloody 
as  a  stuck  pig;  but  thet  wound  hain't  danger- 
tome. 

"Thar  are  another  heur  in  my  arm  thet 
hurts  a  leetle,  an*  this  one  in  my  side  I  hopes 
hain't  gone  fer  in. 

"Ther  leg  wound  are  goin*  to  pester  me, 
thet  are  a  fact. 

"  Waal,  ther  storm  hev  set  in  an'  I  far  from 
home. 

"El  I  were  alone  I  w'u'd  jist  lay  down  ter 


die;  but  as  my  War  pards  is  with  me,  FB  try 

an7  make  ther  den." 

So  saying,  he  arose  with  pain  and  difficulty, 
collected  hia  arms  and  those  of  the  outlaws, 
and  got  his  packs  and  strapped  them  on  the 
grizzlies  again. 

Then  be  tied  his  wounds  up  as  well  as  he 
0ould,  and  started  to  walk. 

But  this  he  found  was  impossible,  for  the 
wound  in  his  leg  gave  him  intense  pain,  and  h» 
had  lost  enough  blood  to  make  him  very  weak, 
while  his  head  ached  as  though  it  would  split 

"  Goliath,  yer  hev  got  ter  do  double  duty, 
fer  I'se  got  ter  strap  both  packs  on  you,  while 
you,  Sampson,  hes  got  ter  carry  ther  old  man, 
who  are  all  broke  up." 

He  transferred  the  pack  on  Sampson  to 
Goliath's  back  and  strapped  it  most  firmly,  for 
he  knew  it  would  be  hard  traveling. 

Then  he  took  his  lariat,  and  mounting  Samp- 
son, securely  bound  himself  on  his  back,  for 
he  feared  he  might  become  too  weak  to  hold 
on. 

With  his  robes  he  made  himself  as  comforta- 
ble as  was  possible,  under  the  terrible  circum- 
stances, and  then  gave  the  word  to  go. 

Forward  the  savage  but  faithful  pets  moved 
through  the  driving  storm,  finding  and  keeping 
the  trail  by  instinct,  when  no  human  being 
co^ld  have  done  so  in  the  fearful  storm  and 
snow. 

Groaning  in  anguish  at  every  movement, 
poor  Grizzly  Adams  held  on,  though  at  times 
he  was  tempted  to  cut  himself  loose,  fall  in  th* 
snow  and  die. 

The  cold  froze  the  blood,  so  that  his  wounds 
ceased  to  bleed;  but  his  limbs  became  be- 
numbed, hardy  and  tough  as  he  was,  and  he 
suffered  agony  untold. 

Both  of  the  bears  had  also  been  wounded; 
but  they  were  too  tenacious  of  life  to  care  for 
the  flesh  wounds  they  had  received,  and  they 
had  held  bravely  on,  though  of  course  suffering 
pain. 

On,  on,  through  the  storm  and  the  night, 
*ver  mountains,  down  valleys,  through  can- 
yons, across  streams  swollen  by  the  storm,  went 
the  unerring  brutes. 

Now  they  were  floundering  in  a  snow-drift, 
and  then  plunging  into  a  rushing  mountain 
stream. 

But  through  all  they  passed,  and  at  last,  just 
as  the  eastern  skies  were  growing  rosy  under 
the  approaching -sun,  for  the  clouds  had  blown 
away,  they  passed  through  the  chasm  into  the 
canyon. 

A  large  mountain  lion  was  chained  there  on 
duty,  in  the  place  of  Goliath,  and  greeted  them 
with  yelps  of  welcome,  which  brought  Wild 
Wolf,  the  Indian  boy,  from  the  cabin. 

In  alarm,  he  sprung  to  the  side  of  Sampson, 
as  the  bears  dragged  themselves  up  to  th»  door, 
and  called  to  Old  grizzly. 


Old  Grizzly  A&&&0,  the  Bear  Tamer. 


But  no  reply  came,  for  the  old  hunter  lay 
like  one  dead,  strapped  to  the  back  of  his  fa- 
vorite aiid  faithful  beast 

CHAPTER  XXIL 

THE  FATE  OF  WILD  WOLF. 

IT  was  many  a  long  week  before  Old  Grizzly 
Adams  left  his  cabin,  for  the  wounds  he  had 
received  proved  more  serious  than  he  had  be- 
lieved, and  the  night  of  exposure  that  followed, 
with  the  fearful  jolting,  had  exaggerated  the 
evil. 

He  bad  been  brought  out  of  the  fainting-fit 
in  which  the  Pawnee  boy  had  found  him,  to 
become  delirious  with  fever. 

But  Wild  Wolf  devoted  himself  to  him  day 
and  night,  and,  with  an  Indian's  natural  knowl- 
edge of  medical  herbs  and  the  care  of  wounds, 
he  had  played  the  part  of  a  skillful  surgeon 
and  doctor. 

He  had  extracted  the  bullet  from  the  side, 
cut  the  one  out  of  the  leg,  and  dressed  them 
most  skillfully,  after  which  he  made  healing 
and  reviving  medicines  from  his  collection  of 
herbs,  roots  and  berries,  and  soon  saw  that  Old 
Grizzly  was  on  the  road  to  improvement. 

Few  men  could  have  rallied  after  what  the 
old  hunter  had  gone  through;  but  his  constitu- 
tion of  iron,  and  the  boy's  good  nursing,  in  the 
end  brought  him  around  all  right. 

The  wounded  bears  had  also  been  cared  for 
moct  kindly  by  the  Indian  boy,  and  all  things 
went  well  at  the  den. 

Slowly  the  winter  dragged  along;  but  when 
the  first  approach  of  spring  came  Old  Grizzly 
expressed  himself  as  good  as  ever. 

"  Yer  bev  saved  me,  Injun,  an'  if  ever  I 
desart  yer,  may  ther  good  Lord  desart  me," 
and  the  old  hunter  s  voice  trembled  as  he  spoke, 
tazid  held  out  his  band  to  grasp  that  of  the 
brave  and  noble  boy. 

"  The  White  Death  saved  Wild  Wolf  from 
the  stake. 

"The  Wild  Wolf  loves  him  as  a  father,  and 
more  than  his  own  people. 

"He  -sires  not  ever  to  leave  the  White 
Hunter,"  said  the  red-skin  youth. 

"  And  yer  sba'n't,  ontil  death  do  us  part, 
boy;  but  ag'in'  thet  we  hev  nothin'  ter  say." 

The  two  were  seated  in  front  of  the  cabin, 
brushing  up  ail  thei*  weapons,  rifles,  revolvers, 
bows  and  arrows,  spears,  and  sharpening  their 
knivos  for  the  hunting  time. 


It  was  a  balmy  spring  morning,  the  warm* 
est  of  the  season  thus  far,  and  the  animals  in 
the  canyon,  soothed  by  its  influence,  werw 
asieep. 

The  birds  sung  merrily  in  the  trees,  and  Old 
Grizzly,  also  lulled  by  the  influence  of  the 
morning,  became  drowsy,  and  sunk  to  sleep. 

He  awoke  with  a  start,  as  though  from  a 
troubled  dream,  and  a  little  or*  hr^ir-  from  his 
lips. 

And  no  wonder,  for  at  his  stde  «flt  Wild 
Wolf,  also  asleep;  but  it  teas  the  sleep  of  death. 

In  the  heart  of  the  youth  wat?  sticking  an 
arrow,  and  it  had  come  from  the  mouf  b  of  the 
pass,  a  long  way  off,  and  from  the  cliff  above 
Goliath  the  grizzly  sentinel. 

"Thar  are  no  use,  ther  boy  is  dead,  cm* 
death  hev  parted  us  so  soon. 

"  But  this  ar«  a  Cheyenne  arrer,  an'  I'll 
keep  it  ter  notch  on  it  ther  Cheyennes  thet  1 
kills  ter  avenge  thet  poor  boy,  who,  ef  he  did 
hev  a  red  skin,  bed  a  heart  as  big  as  a  grizzly 
b'ar."  

CHAPTER  XXHL 

CONCLUSION. 

POOR  Wild  Wolf  was  buried  in  the  canyQ!.% 
and  Old  Grizzly  carved  out  &  wooden  headl- 
board  for  the  head  of  his  grave. 

Into  the  wood  he  cut  the  following  insc_"ip» 
tion: 

"HEBE  LIES  THER  BONES  or 

"  WILD  WOLF, 

"A  PAWNEE  BOY, 

"Tho'  a  red  Injun  he  were  squar'  white 

clean  through." 

When  the  trails  were  no  longer  covered  witb 
snow,  Old  Grizzly  made  a  trip  to  Miner's  City 
and  claimed  his  reward  on  the  other  three 
road-agents,  and  got  it. 

Then  he  received  a  letter  from  young  Town- 
send,  known  as  Diamonds,  telling  him  he  had 
gone  East  in  the  stage  with  the  old  gentleman 
and  young  girl  they  bad  rescued  from  the 
road-agents,  and  he  was  engaged  to  marry  the 
maiden. 

For  long  years  after  Old  Grizzly  Adams  re- 
mained in  the  Rocky  Mountains;  but  when  he 
had  his  menagerie  completed  he  came  to  New 
York  with  his  whole  gang  of  "animiles"  and 
traveled  with  Banmjoa't  circus  until  the  Oaj  fcl 
big  death. 


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80?  Will  Bill  the  Wild  W-st  Duelist:  or,  Tbe  Girl 

Mascot  of  Moonlight  Mine.    By  Buffalo  Bill. 
812  Buffalo  Bill's  Death-Knell;  or.  Toe  Red  Hani 

R'ders  of  the  Rocti^a      By  Col.  P  Ineraham 
816  Buffalo  Bin's   Red   Trail;  or,  The    Road -Ride* 

Renegade's  Run-Down.    By  Col  P.  Ingraham, 
820  White     Beaver's     Still   Hunt;    rr,   The    Miner 

Marauder's  Death-Track.    By  Buffalo  Bill. 
822  Buffalo  Bill's  Best   Bower;  or,  Montebello,  the 

Gold  King.    By  Col.  P.  Ingraham. 
826  Buffalo  Bill's  Sharp-shooters;  or,  The  Surgtx>n 

Sc  ut  to  the  Rescue.    By  Col.  P.  Ingraham. 
830  Buffalo  Bill's  Boys  in  B  ue;  or,  The  Brimstone 

B  nd's  Blot-out.    By  Col.  Prentiss  lueraham. 
839  The  Ranch  King  Dead  Shot;  or,  Texas  Jack'i 

Proxy.    By  Buffalo  Bill. 
845  Buffalo  Bill's  Reaskin  Ruse;  or,  Texas  Jack'r 

Death  Shot.    By  Col.  Prentiss  Ingraham. 
851  Buffalo  Bill's  Double  Dilernna:  or.  The  Great 

Scout's  Big  Tbree.    B.v  Col.  Prentiss  IrgrabamJi 
857  Buffalo  Bill's  Roval  Flush;  or.  The  Pony  Rider's 

Dt-a  h-Run.    By  Col.  Prentiss  Ingrabam. 
863  Buffalo  Bi  1's  D^ath-Charm;  or.  The  Man  Wiib 

a  S^ar.    B-y  C  -I.  Prenti-s  Ingraham. 
869BuffaloBi  1's  Road- Agent 'R  >rtod  up;orTheMys- 

iertous  Masked  ManinBlnck.    Bylngrah  m. 
874  Buffalo  Bill's  Backskin  B.-aves;  or,  The  Card- 

Q  16'  n'sL^s   Ga-»e     By  C  1.  P.  Ingraham. 
882  Tne  Three  Bills:  Buffalo  Bui,  *  iid  Bill  and  Band 

box  Bi  1:  or.  Th-  Bravo  it  Broadcloth.  Ingraham 
890  Buffalo  Bill's  Lift-  Stake;  or,  The  Pledgee)  Tnree, 

By  Col.  Prer-tiss  lograham. 
895  Buffalo    BHl's   Secret    Ally;    or.   The    Texan's 

D  .uble.    By  C<>1.  Prt-n-ise  Ingraham. 
900  Buffalo  Bill's  Rough  Rider* ;  or,  T^xas  Jack't 

SiHrp-Sbooters.    by  C<  1  P.  Ingr  ham. 
'904  Buffalo   Bill's    T-a^  el-  d   Twl;   or,    Gentleman 

J-ick,  the  Man  of  Manv  Masks.    By  Ingraham. 
909  B  .ff^lo  Bill's  Leag'i/;  or.  Red  Butterfly.     Bj 

Col.  Prenfies  Ingraham. 

915  B  ffilo  Bill  and  the  Surgeon  Scout; o-  Go  wan- 
go,  t*ie  R  dskii,  Rider.    By  Col.  P.  Ingraham. 
921  Buffalo  Bill's  Quandary,  or,  Vtl vet  Bill's  Vow. 

Bv  Col.  Prentiss  Iceraham. 
927  Buffalo  Bil  's  B  uff ;  or,  Dusky  Dick,  the  Sport 

By  Col. P.  ingraham. 
936  Buffalo  Bill's  Black  Pard;  or,  Tbe  Gold  Bonm««! 

of  the  Big  Horn.    By  Col.  P.  Ingraham. 
943  Buffalo    Bill's    Block    Game.      By    Colonel    P. 

Ingraham. 
950  Buffalo    Bill    at   Bay.      By    Colonel    PrentiM 

Ingraham. 
956  Buffalo  Bill's  Volunteer  Vigilantes.     By  CoL 

Prentiss   Ingraham. 
900  Buffalo  Bill's  Blue  Belt  Brigade.     By  Colonel 

Prentiss  Ingraham. 
064    Buffalo   Bill's  Invincibles.    By  Col.   Prentiss 

Ingraham. 

869  Texas  Jack,  the  Lasso  King;  or,  Tb«  Rob- 
ber Rangers  of  the  Rio  Grande.  By  Buffalo 
Bill. 

073    The  Dread-Shot  Four.    By  Buffalo  Bill. 
S7S    Buffalo     Bill's     Relentless     Trail.    By     Co!. 

Prentiss   Ingraham. 
">84    Buffalo    Bill's    Life   Raffle;    or,    The   Doomed 

Three.     Ready  Sept.    1. 
>89    Buffalo    Bill's    Marked    Bullet     By    Col.    P. 

Ingraham.     Ready  Oct.  6. 
04    Buffalo    Bill's   Lone    Hand.    By    Col.    P.    In* 

graham. 

000    Buffalo  Bill's  Grim  Guard.    By  Col.  P.  In- 
graham. 

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